She noticed the trail of rose pedals right off as she shut her door and laid her purse and keys upon the hall table. She smiled as she waited a moment for a surprise pounce from her husband. He was always quite the trickster at valentines and the kids were at grandmas for the night so she expected he'd be at the door naked with a ribbon around his cock like...
Copyright Oggbashan January 2015 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* I stood in f...
I was just finishing up some last minute details of the deal I had just negotiated with Susan Lyons. I couldn't wait to get out of this hotel room and back home to my beautiful wife Erin. I have been away for three days now putting together one of the biggest computer server deals I had ever made. I work for a major computer server company, and Susan has bee...
(This isn't my story, it's my friend's. He used to meet me for beers now and then. filling me in on all the intimate details. After I moved away, he'd call me late at night and ramble on about his latest adventures. I'd listen, wishing I could do something for the guy, but knowing I couldn't. The last time I heard from him was in a letter that arrived three...
My mischievous reflection shines at me from the glossy bottom of the coffee mug i have drained three times this morning. Master has gone out with friends, and i sit in an empty house, tapping my scarlet nails on the table. A list of tasks has been left for me. He took the time to print it off the computer, perhaps in hopes that i might be obedient and do my...
Author's note: this story is set in the UK and uses UK spellings and words. I hope that adds to the flavour. It's my first short story, of any genre let alone erotica, so please be gentle with a literary virgin! ****************************** I was not a happy bunny that January. My boss, Janice, had given me a project that didn't suit my skills and I was...
The sign on the dock simply said, "Ferry to Lady Luck." Tied to the dock was a sixty-five foot power launch. As the woman walked from the parking lot to the dock the older man in the ticket booth watched closely. She was wearing tan slacks and a tan silk blouse. The toe of her tan shoes showed as did the bottom of her spiked heels. Her hair was honey blonde...
Flo and I have been together for nine years, the last seven as husband and wife. Flo is a beautiful blonde, six feet tall and 135 pounds. She has been the love of my life since the instant I laid eyes on her in college. Neither of us had much sexual experience before we met but we learned how to give a great deal of pleasure to each other over the years. Th...
Four stories precede this one, in temporal order: Christine. A tale of lust. Angela. Teased and pleased. Adrian. A night of torment, or Angela's revenge. The dinner. Christine is bound for pleasure. For North American readers these stories are written in British English so the vocabulary used may be a little different, as are lots of the spellings; we s...
He had spent all day getting everything ready for the night ahead. There were candles everywhere, on the mantle, in the fireplace, on the window sills, and even on the floor. A small table was set in the middle of the room covered in a pale pink table cloth and covered with deep red rose petals. Next to the table was a bucket of chilled champagne to go with...