A couple of notes A character in this story uses Spivak singular they pronouns. Ey, Eir, and Em are not typos but the convention. I have also tried to include tooltips on the first occurrence of each word specific to this setting which should be denoted with a dotted underline if all goes well. If a keyword is confusing there are matching notes at the end of...
Sometimes when I'm reading other writers stories something in them will set my little grey cells on a journey of their own. This tale of misadventure came into my mind after reading HDK's "Hey Jude" some time ago. Eventually I got around to typing it into the computer. I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and...
THINGS DON'T ALWAYS GO THE WAY YOU EXPECT Another boring night. My name is Steve. I moved to Arizona a couple years ago. As so common, another divorce man, 51, in decent shape but living comfortably without many aggravations at the moment. My problem is that I can't stop having the same thoughts in my mind so often. Thoughts about the kind of woman I desire...
Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven of many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, one of many, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, Being Jim. Being Jim -Ch.05- The Toe Job Challenge, Jim earns respect By Frodov This story is based entirely on true experiences from my past. Names and a few details have been...
Chapter 1: Ungentlemanly Conduct... The office was probably quite typical of many offices. Not quite open plan - it had six desks in the middle of the room in a sort of hexagonal shape, all separated by screens, so that we all felt we were working in booths. The solid screens were quite high - perhaps six feet high - high enough to hide each of us from each...
Carmen stared at the pile of papers on her desk and grimaced as if experiencing a sour organism. She was looking at three grueling hours, maybe four, and chucking pain for pleasure, she fled her confining office. On her way home, she thought about stopping at the adult video store and checking out the new releases. But her highly critical nature told her tha...
It was Thursday morning at 10 o'clock and the girl from the house-keeping agency arrived at Stephen's home. As she entered, the home-nurse was still going about her task of providing for Stephen's basic care. It was the nurse's job to see to his hygiene and comfort and to ensure that his meds were in order. She called-in first thing in the morning and last t...
Chapter 63, Dr Tammy Lynn, Gynecologist for a Male Slave Dr Sherry and Rachel had barely started getting cleaned up when the intercom buzzed. "Dr Sherry?" the female voice asked over the intercom. "Yes." "Doctor, this is security. We have a Dr Lynn up at the front desk. She says that you called for her?" the voice responded professionally. "Yes, we're...
"Now this is a great way to wake up!" It came out half garbled as my brain fought its way to consciousness. There were a full set of lips wrapped around my cock doing an excellent job of rousing my body. My mind was slowly catching up. "You were sleeping so long I wanted to make sure you hadn't fallen into another coma." The voice was Hebe's, but I was will...
Prologue She pushed him down onto the bed, giggling in her drunkenness. He lay back, waiting for the inevitable, but she was determined to spin out the moment. She began to gyrate to the soundtrack in her head, running her hands over her body, cupping her breasts, slipping one hand inside the waistband of a tiny denim skirt that seemed to consist of little...