Author's Note: This story is not in segments like my usual writes are, but is divided by chapters all submitted in one swoop. Please enjoy and remember to comment if you like, but mostly enjoy this story. Thank you to Ronnie W., for the suggestions with some of the text.~ Red Chapter One Pamela watched the pick-up truck pull into her drive and wiped her fl...
Nothing happened and they cleared me to go home that Monday afternoon. Rehab was easy, just the old rubber band exercises and I was on my way home again with a new brace. The most exciting part, no pain, very little anyway. Roxy being very happy things were going well and drove me home in her car, an older Civic. Yup, the yard looked great and a brilliant id...
Well, folks, this is my most ambitious chapter to date. I know this has been a long time coming, (sorry) but editing, proofing, rewriting, and the sheer size has slowed things down a bit. Needless to say, the muse has been giving me a workout, and I hope it was worth the wait. As always, I refuse to be politically correct, so if any of my conservative libert...
"A peony for your thoughts!" A soft voice spoke near me, breaking me out of my daydream. It was Eleanor Carter from the flower stall next to my location at the Farmer's Market. She was holding a beautiful, deep magenta flower, out to me. I reached over the display of organic tomatoes and took the offering. "Thanks Eleanor." I responded to the pretty young w...
"Think about it, will ya Sam? You can't tell me the thought never crossed your mind." That was Julie, my wife of six years, trying to convince me that we should entertain the thought of swapping with another couple. I wasn't so keen on the idea; sure, there were times I thought it might be fun to get a strange piece of ass. Between the year of courtship and...
"So mixing with the real aristocracy are we now?" Erik said as I knelt on all fours naked in our apartment. "Yes I guess I am, but it's more his wealth than his title that I am after" I replied as I felt my husband grip my hips, realising that there was rather more flesh there than I liked. I was in Copenhagen for a weekend on my way to a series of meeting...
Chapter 1 One Monday evening, in a quiet south-west London pub, a woman, having a gin and tonic 'night cap', watched a pleasant looking guy approach her table. He asked politely with an accent Riley Ranfurly (32), couldn't quite identify, "Is this chair taken?" It was, because no one was sitting on it or the other five vacant chairs around the table. Rile...
"What are you so fucking happy about?" Mecca sat in the passenger's seat, an almost irritatingly bright smile on her face, both long, lean caramel-colored legs tucked beneath her shapely ass. "What's not to be happy about?" She held a fry out to him, and he opened his mouth to receive it. "I'm here, you're here, and my cell phone hasn't rung once since I hu...
Author's note: A frantic week comes to a conclusion. You romance fans will like this one. There is very little D/s and a lot more love and affection. There is at least one chapter still coming. I have to show you Sheila's dress. ;-) As always, thanks to clairgerm for editing. Please vote and comment. Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: "Knowing both my D...
Author's Note: Hello friends, I apologize for my absence. Let's get right to it! My humblest thanks to my good friends: MsCherylTerra, Bebop3, SleeperyJim, GoneGray, Chasten, Laura R., and PickFiction. This group of fantastic people are the ones who helped make this installment possible. Thank you all, including you readers, for being patient with me....