Final Act. It was past six in the office as he finally finished wading through the specifications for the upgrades they wanted installed. How Meg had got the higher ups to agree to this boggled his mind but he wouldn't complain as he could work from home to manage the project. His reverie was broken by the ring of his phone. "Hey" he answered. "Turn on yo...
Chapter One: Dubai The soft pressure between Ella's legs slowly brought her out of her sleep. Half conscious, she opened her legs wider so that the tongue running down the length of her labia had more room. Arching her back, she thrust her hips forward to meet the lapping contact. "Mmm, yes, that's just how I like baby," she murmured, her normally bright e...
A very special thank you to PersianBeauty19 for her wisdom and her editing. ***** It was one of those insane, crazy and almost ridiculous days. Too much to do, and not enough time. While I know my life isn't the center of the universe, there are times where in my feeble mind it seems as if it is. My wife Christina, nearly totally ruined the afterglow of...
This is an imaginary conversation with my wife, after we we had given up doing anything. Maybe I still can; I'd like to think so! Some of it is true; and some of it is not. Wink, wink! One evening, we had started a second bottle of wine while watching a TV film about a couple's admitting their dalliances, but then landing in bed together. They were much you...
The bar was one of those seedy little places that you hear about but are always afraid to go into, especially alone. Well, I figured what the hell, why not? I had grown up around bikers and the like and very little scared me anymore. I had been married before to an abusive asshole that I hated, divorced him and left him with permanent memories of me in th...
The Magdalene Academy was set far out in the countryside. It was free of distractions and had few neighbors and was the perfect place for a school of reform. The girls sent to this school were out of control and their parents had turned to the church for help. The girls were all daughters of rich socialites and nobles who had let their children get out of ha...
A rusted out, squeaking Gran Torino drove down a long private stretch of road just outside of Greenwall. Inside sat Kenneth Clark called Kenny or sometimes Ken by near everyone he knew and the very proud owner of the classic clunker. His thick brown hair was medium in length, yet short enough that he never needed to worry much about having a bad hair day, us...
There's the thick taste of cum in my mouth and my bum has that feeling of being fucked...filled...made love to and last night replays in my sleep along with everything that has found a home in my head. ...Stop lying, start loving that cock inside you. ...You've never been man enough but you can be sissy enough. ...Worship cock like a good sissy girl. ......
It was only a little knock but I felt so shaken afterwards I couldn't move. I stood at the side of the road in the pouring rain just staring at the folded trim on my car. If the other driver hadn't taken me by the arm and led me to the passenger seat of his car I would probably still be standing by the roadside now. He spoke softly, whispering reassurances t...
Sorry this took so long to post. I had posted it a week after the last chapter but didn't realize it hadn't gotten posted due to spelling errors. That's what happens when I rush to get something out for you guys. Chapter 6 - We Were Right Damion strode swiftly into the plush suite that made his look like a dump. The carpet beneath his bare feet must be fo...