As I strolled into my apartment after a long day of exams at school, I found a note my mom had left on the kitchen table. “Scott in 2C has requested your babysitting services again. I said you would do it. Be there by 8pm.” I crumpled up the note and tossed it back onto the table. It was a weeknight, I had another exam in 2 days and she offered my services...
Chapter 7: Defining Moments This is the final chapter of a series. Thank you to all the readers who inspired me to continue the series with their constant support. While it is not entirely necessary to read the each chapters in progression I highly recommend it. Please remember that the Dhase are a species of my own creation, and although they are based on...
This is the fourth of twelve chapters. To really understand it, you should read the previous chapters before reading this one. Once again, I want to thank my editor Terry for his valuable help! I hope you enjoy the story. Chapter 4 The next night Bridget realized that it was more challenging than she expected to workout at the gym when Sian was there. When...
I wrote down how it came to one of the hottest experiences my wife and I ever had. Much of this story is based on reality, but I embellished it here and there, and then some details are a product of my phantasy, although they easily could have happened this way. I'm Dave, and this is about events that happened to Bridget and myself a little more than 2 yea...
Bridget and I had met in college and graduated together, a year apart. Somehow we met at the college but had been in the same neighborhoods and general area as each other most of our lives. We got married while still in school and had a modest small wedding together with close family and friends. Bridget had constantly talked about marriage while we were dat...
This afternoon, like so many other lazy sweltering summer afternoons over the past few years; Bridget, Jamie, Laura and Cassandra lay around Bridget's parent's pool, baking in the sun, and working on their perpetual tan. The girls, for the last couple of years, always spent every minute they could at Bridget's new house, especially on long hot days such as t...
ADA Bridget Fonta was working late. Again. But with the recent release of Michael McKean she was concerned enough to ignore her work for a moment and watch the interviews the local news had of him on their website. She hated watching the ones they had of her. She always felt she came across... wrong somehow. She listened as the reporter asked, "Are you worr...
I was trying not to look embarrassed as I followed Bridget and Laura out of the Palms Playboy Club. They were giggling the entire time at what they'd done to me under the table there. Bridget took us to the private elevator reserved for VIP's and we started down. As soon as the doors closed they were all over me again, rubbing my pants and giggling. I had th...
Despite my frustration at not getting the release from an orgasm that I so badly desired I somehow managed to drift off to a restless sleep that was interspersed with dreams of me walking through college and suddenly realising I was naked and everyone was staring at me. When I awoke I groaned at the memory of what had happened the night before when I was exp...
(Maybe it Does) Part one should be read first for this to make sense. The story follows a timeline. It had been a busy week. On Monday the stock market took off like I thought it would. I made good money for my clients and me. Once again, I had proved to myself that I had done my job and successfully done my homework. Every day this week Bridget and I met...