This is my entry for the Winter Holidays contest. For those who are bothered by such, it contains a high element of voyeurism and some mild BDSM. If that's a problem for you, please go to one of the many other excellent stories here. Enjoy! + Truman sat glumly in front of his apartment window. There was, he thought, something he was meaning to do. It wa...
Introducing the Fantasy It had been a week since I had shared Tammy, my beautiful Asian wife, with Richard, a handsome Australian hunk who we had met through an online advertisement. The three of us had spent a wild night together at an expensive downtown hotel. Tammy had been tossed around multiple times between Richard and me, had ultimately been pumped f...
3. In The Desert --- Charley fussed with her appearance a moment longer in the mirror. She'd chickened out of wearing the tight, baby pink two-piece skirt and crop top ensemble Caroline had once given her, and had put on her favourite pair of high waisted denim jeans. They clung to her like a second skin, and she'd chosen not to wear underwear, making her...
It was a quarter to 3 in the morning. Harris Craig, early morning TV anchor in Kansas City, was sitting nude at her bedroom vanity. She was getting ready for work. She leaned into the lights around the mirror, stretched her neck and gently ran a hand from her chin down her throat to her collarbones. She was looking at the distinctive bruising: a thumb shap...
The moment she heard the sound of the door locking Louisa's body sprung into action. Jack wouldn't be long getting his things and coming back. This would be their last few hours together and she wanted to do something that neither of them would forget. She hopped over to her bag and almost ripped the zip open. Standing there in her underwear she desperately...
Janet looked herself in the mirror, and smiled, pleased with what she saw. The mother of three spirited teens, she was still a knockout. Her shapely legs curved upward, towards firm, round buttocks behind and in front, a trim, flat stomach with only the barest hint of curve. From a pretty navel, her gaze moved upward toward shapely, gently curved breasts. No...
"It's totaled," the balding man said from behind the counter. She stared out behind him through the long glass windows at her demolished car. The end of the driver's side door was indistinguishable from the beginning of the back door. The trunk was popped open, indefinitely she'd been told. The other side still looked perfectly normal. She couldn't see it f...
Author's Note: I hope you all enjoy the last three chapters of this story. I just went through it again and re-edited. Happy Reading!!! Chapter Five Getting Trainer inside his warehouse wasn't as hard as I had expected it to be. He was coherent but weak and leaned against me, but managed to walk on his own. I sat him down on one of the training benches, ru...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 06: Funeral Rights Click Here to listen to Section 1. (22 min/RealMedia) Click Here to listen to Section 2. (21 min/RealMedia) Click Here to listen to Section 3. (21 min/RealMedia) Click Here to listen to Section 4. (19 min/RealMedia) * * * * * Number 6 in the Paul & Jenny Series Part 1. The January sky was grey, heavy w...
It was August 2013. I had just received news that my Vietnam manager had decided to quit and wanted to leave in three weeks' time. We didn't have anybody in that office who could run the number of ongoing projects; that had been a failing of mine - I just hadn't had the time to ensure that an effective second-in-command was in place. Janez was German, and h...