My wife, Kim and I had just boarded our flight to Orlando from New York late in the afternoon. We got comfortable in our third row seats as the plane slowly made its way to the runway. It was then when we first saw our flight attendant who began to do the safety demo as another flight attendant did the speech. Her nametag read Cheryl, but she looked like a y...
The ride to Daytona to drop Eve off was quite as both Scott and Eve reflected on what had happened. Scott was seething with anger as he thought about Cheryl choosing to submit to Kirk in front of him. She had done what Kirk wanted even knowing how it was affecting him. Eve finally spoke up as they neared her house. “I do not understand why you are so ups...
Cheryl Meyers woke up to another cloudy day. No sun, no beach, no pool. Damn, she thought, all I wanted to do was lay by the pool and work on my tan. This is the third day in a row there's been no sun! At 18 years old, and fresh from graduating from high school, the only thing on Cheryl's mind was getting the perfect tan to take to college. She was less t...
His adventure with Cheryl was constantly on his mind for the next few days. The one time his wife was receptive to sex, all he thought about Cheryl, and how she had looked spread out in front of him. He knew he had to do it again, and various scenarios ran through his head as he tried to determine just what he could, and should, do. All he had for Cheryl w...
I am a supervisor at an accounting firm. My staff and I have just finished up a hectic and stressful few months restructuring our department due to the ineptness of the prior supervisor. Old accounts had to be updated, delinquent accounts had to be collected on, and we even won some new and lucrative accounts for the firm. There were a lot of late hours put...
Chapter 2 Cheryl takes control. It was morning. I laid in bed. My eyes were closed as my mind started stirring. I was thinking about what had just occurred. I just purchased Cheryl, a fully functional, sexy, robot maid to cook and clean with the added bonus of being the perfect bed mate. She was a refurbished model, returned due to a bug in her old prog...
Thanks to all who have not only taken the time to read my stories, but have also been so generous with their kind feedback and sharing of their own experiences. I realize that this is 2011, and the subject of women's body hair is not all that popular in this era. Because of current fashion and the successful efforts by businesses to make hair on women "disg...
This is the fourth part of the story. They should be read in order to understand the characters. To the people who have written with questions, I have answered all the email that had return addresses. If you did not receive an answer, please resubmit the question with your return email address and I will answer it as quickly as I can. To the illiterate who...
Knock, knock. Cheryl let me into her apartment and I could see immediately that something was wrong. "What's up?" I asked, casually, trying to keep things on a relatively light level. Cheryl wasn't always pleasant company to be around when she was pissed. I just hoped she wasn't pissed at me. "I had a bad day," she said. She grabbed me by the shirt and le...
Cheryl had lived her whole life in Orchard Creek, and she was bored. She was fed up with the sameness, the endless routine, the very fact that the people around her never seemed to want anything beyond their simple predictable existence. Nothing ever changed in Orchard Creek, and she hated it. Orchard Creek had one bus stop, and an interstate bus that pas...