We settled down for a nice quiet evening. Dinner was out of the way. I made a pitcher of Margaritas from scratch. I do so hate those mixes, they always come out tasting like... mixes. I even cut up some fresh limes just to spruce it up a little. Being Carla likes her tequila so, I even floated a little extra on top of hers. Here it was, Friday night and not...
This story is pure fiction; any allusion to real people alive or dead is purely happenstance. I have not had time to finish anything lately. I finally finished something. This story contains some coerced bi-sexual activity. I hope you enjoy it. ********************************************************************************* It was a quarter to three am on...
The morning after Mala and I had gone to the Robertsons, I awoke realizing that we probably should not pose with them. That could be considered sex with a client, which is an ethical violation. I explained my thinking to Mala and Sarah, who both agreed. Mala called Claire on Monday to explain that we couldn't pose with her and her husband. I wasn't present...
This story is the seventeenth in a series. The prior stories will give context and character background. Hopefully, however, this story may be read enjoyably by itself. ___________________________ The departure of Jane and Lucinda from our office, after only a brief stay, went amicably enough. Carla and I were busy enough that there was no real revenue hi...
III: Home at last [This story has contained oral, anal, vaginal, Mf, Mff, ff, betrayal, revenge, retribution, D/s, bondage, a trip to Chicago and a road trip to Los Angeles. This chapter adds some exploration of other aspects of this D/s relationship. If any of these aspects will or have bothered you, you probably should be reading something else. It is not...
Rosie's Story Hi my name is Rosie Webster, I am 18 years old and live with my family on Coronation Street in Wetherfield. Manchester. My dad Kevin owns the Motor Repair business on the street, my mum Sally is a machinist at "Underworld" which produces its own brand of lingerie, and me? I am the personal assistant to the owner of the company Carla Gordon. C...
The first rays of light came through the large paned windows. It was very early and Carla realized they had drifted off without closing the curtains or even getting under the covers. Her lover was still asleep, cuddled up close to her in the bed they now shared. The delicious musky scent of his naked body came to her as she listened to his even breathing. Sh...
Thank you to those who helped me with this piece. In no particular order - LM, janey, and IC. Any errors or bits you don't like are entirely down to me. THE LIGHT DANCED through the diamonds embedded in her engagement and eternity rings while she fiddled with the thin silver chain that decorated her slender neck. Eduard noticed the dull lustre of her wedd...
It had been a long time since Carla had seen her best friend Abbey. The two of them had moved away from the small town where they grew up, and both of them now resided on opposite sides of the country. They both vigorously pursued their professional careers, Abbey as a fashion designer, and Carla as a personal assistant to a corporate executive. It was dur...
©2005 All Rights Reserved Dinner was exceptional. Even with all of the distractions, the steaks were done just right. The dessert I mentioned earlier was another of my own little creations. I took custard, even though it was instant, put a scoop of vanilla ice cream on top of it, sprinkled some sugar on it and melted the sugar on top of the ice cream with t...