It was an absolutely beautiful day and Patricia was determined to take full advantage of it. It was late in the summer and the heat had finally dissipated. There was a cool edge to the night air, but the days were still warm and comfortable. One of the advantages to living so far out in the country was the ability to take long afternoon walks down the count...
Rosie Grant was on her way to work, walking jauntily through the city centre, past the elegant portico of the imposing Jones' Brothers department store to the staff entrance at the side. Fortunate to be accepted on the their management training course acquiring the necessary retail experience had meant starting as a humble shop assistant and laboriously work...
Jennifer Langley had always wondered what went on behind the closed doors of her employer's house. Every night there was a different man walking in as another left, sometimes three at a time, sometimes women, sometimes couples – any combination, any time. As maid of the house, Jennifer saw and heard things that no one else did. The laundry, especially, spo...
Author's note: This is the second last chapter I hope you have enjoyed the series. As always I welcome polite feedback. * Ed said nothing -- he knew the expression on his face would convey his approval. Anyway, when Nikki wanted something, especially a sexual something, she got it. All three of them knew that. "I'm dying to see Charles naked," she said, s...
Morning assessments: I toggled the light switch and heard the pop and saw the flash and instantly knew that the light bulb just died. I looked for a replacement in the linen closet, but I could only find a 40-watt bulb to replace the 60-watt bulb that just popped. In the dim light, my crows' feet wrinkles looked more ominous than usual. "Damn, I hate the th...
"It is a matter of grave importance that fairy tales should be respected. A nation without fancy, without some romance, never did, never can, never will, hold a great place under the sun." Charles Dickens, "Frauds on the Fairies," 1 October, 1853 "There are no great men, there are only great challenges, which ordinary men like you and me are forced by circu...
Charles The four of us laughed. We laughed uproariously, conspiratorially. We were like college chums who had known each other for years. Not true, we only met today. We chuckled together at the suggestion: we could commit the perfect crime. Do a crime with no other witnesses, no victim, no written records. Of course, not one of us realized the technicality...
Carolyn had seemingly fallen off the face of the earth. His mother had tried calling her several times with no answer. She had been about to call the police when Charles had come through her door. A few unanswered text messages later Charles had decided he needed to drive over to Carolyn's and check on her personally, much to the relief of his mother. When...
Author's note: This fictional series about a character first introduced in my "Coming Home; Coming Out" serial continues with Marie, now engaged, is going to meet Charles's parents. She also takes Charles to meet her mentor, Dr Sara Walters and her sissy cuckold, Paula. As in all of my work, every character is over 18 years of age, and all sexual practices a...
"Chase! There's a phone call for you in the office." A gruff looking commander yelled out during the middle of a training session. A short slender woman with fatigues that were completely soaked from the rain and mud broke formation and quickly hauled butt over to the closest office. She was handed a phone receiver without any further explanation to identify...