Stewart had a niche business. He'd been making nice money for a while now and had gathered a reasonable nest egg. He now had competition from a corporation and, rather than cuts his margin and just getting by, he was preparing to shut up his current shop and turn to another business. He already had a couple of things in mind and the capital necessary to make...
Chapter Four: The Beach House Vika calls me at 7PM and wants to know if she and Amy can come over before 9 like we had agreed. I tell her that's fine. I ask her if she's told Amy anything, and she responds in a whisper that she can't talk at the moment too well, but that I should be ready for a surprise. Vika's tone had been excited, as if I will like what...
Pt. I: Mutual Seduction Carol was a shapely brown-haired, brown-eyed young woman twenty-one years old. She wasn't beautiful in the classical sense, but she was certainly exceptionally pretty. Her lips were full, and cried out to be kissed. Her breasts were not spectacularly large, but they were nicely shaped (at least in her bras) and appeared to be betwee...
Another day and another dinner alone in the hotel bar. Dave thought about getting in his rental car and driving around to find a restaurant. Then he'd have to worry about driving back after a few drinks, so he decided another dinner here at the hotel was easier. Here he could have a few beers, watch a ballgame and head up to his room and go to bed. He realiz...
The debate still rages as to whose fault it was. My husband Hank thinks you can't blame anybody but Sarah. "She's the slut after all," he argues. Tracy and Bill, Sarah's parents, blame Sean. "The boy hasn't learned cock control, yet. If you've got a foot long schlong, you can't walk around with it sticking out like a baseball bat!" Jill and Dave defend...
This is the 4th part of the 'Away From The Home' series, I have tried to write them so they can be read alone or as a group, if you wish to do that then the order is 'Away From The Home', 'Away From The Home again', 'Away From The Home: The Weekend' and then this one. I wish to thank Sharon once again for telling me the stories of her and Harry and allowing...
I awoke about 10:00 the next morning, got dressed and went downstairs to work out in the motel fitness center. An hour later, when I entered the room, Pam was sitting up in the bed, her face in her hands. She was crying. "What's wrong Babe?" I asked. She just shook her head. I moved over to the bed and sat next to her, putting my arm around her and kissi...
Growing up as I did, the only daughter of fairly devout, middle class parents in Belfast, it was hardly surprising that I hadn't had much time for boys. I was curious of course, especially since quite a number of my friends and many other girls at school, of about my age were already sexually active but I'd been brought up to believe that sex outside marriag...
Father Mallory closed his eyes to escape the trigonometry papers he was grading. He stretched his neck out the window. He watched the students leaving campus for the day. It was a late October afternoon. Even though the foliage was on the decline, the temperature was in the mid-60s. He watched some of the girls roll their knee length skirts up to their upper...
We woke up at the crack of noon. All three of us were famished and had caffeine addictions to feed. We went for breakfast and sightseeing in the city. Montreal was very cool, lots of old architecture, great restaurants and boutiques. And there's a whole network of tunnels and subways under the city with thousands of shops. Nick bought us each a new outfit...