I'm sitting in a bar, with a bunch of friends. They were all jabbering on about their jobs, their families, their lives, and I was just watching the game on the television in the corner. I could hear a couple of girls in the booth behind us, bickering at each other, so I started to listen in. "You could have just taken them off," one said. "Then I'd have...
Author's note: I know it's been a long time since my last submission. I apologize for that. My life kinda imploded; but, I believe I'm back now. This one was half written before and finished just recently. I'm not 100% sure how I feel about it; but, decided to share it anyway. This would take place very shortly after my story The New Assistant, and, as alwa...
"Words are only painted fire; a look is the fire itself." (Mark Twain) Twelve hours. That's how much time I was going to spend alone with a man who was a complete stranger to me. That's how much time we were being given to make some kind of erotic connection with one another. I silently wondered (yet again), if my performance would be judged adequate by...
Standing up as the briefing ended the Police Officers and Detectives of New York's 99th Precinct slowly began to file out, murmuring and laughing as they returned to their work. Behind the rest of the group, Dt. Rosa Diaz grabbed the file from her desk, shrugging on her leather jacket before heading for the door. However just as she was about to exit her pa...
Catherine was a 41-year-old mother of one. By all accounts and her own admission, she was a 24/7 mother and cared a lot for her family. As doting a mother she was, she wasn't at all happy with her life at the moment. The romance she once shared with her husband had long since dried up since her children came into their lives. Too much of familial and paren...
As my Friday afternoon office hours wound down, I found myself watching the clock. Jessika—my thirty-one-year-old lover—and I had set a date for that night. It was not a normal date, however. Well, none of our dates were normal from a certain point of view, since Jessika and I maintained a friend-with-benefits relationship rather than a romantic one. But thi...
Jessi's parting comment about wanting to be a slave over our weekend getaway had given me a great deal about which to think. Every time I started planning the weekend to come, my mind would flash back to New Year's Day, when I was not able to go as far with the master and slave scenario as the twenty-year-old had wanted. And although I still had the same con...
This story takes place within the DCU and contains the characters of Diana Prince (Wonder Woman) and Harley Quinn. ... Strutting between her guards Harley Quinn beamed as she was led along a row of crowded cells. Turning down a familiar hallway the pale blonde couldn't resist wiggling her ass, enjoying the hoots and hollers of the other Belle Reve inmates...
***All characters are over 18*** "I am so excited to graduate this weekend, Trish. I can't fucking wait!" Britney was facing her locker, with her back to Trisha, her waist-long, blonde hair dangling down her bare back. The head cheerleader was sliding her long, slim legs into a pair of tight-fitting jeans, sliding them over the curves of her hips, up and o...
Making her way up the garden path, Libby rang the doorbell. "I'll get it!" her friend Cheryl yelled from inside; a few seconds later, she opened the front door. "Hiya mate, come in," the pretty redhead smiled, ushering her friend inside. "Cheers." Libby always enjoyed spending the weekend at Cheryl's, it was chance to get away from her parents for a whi...