Introduction For the sake of our story, let us suppose that somewhere there exists a special, a very unique resort catering to a very particular clientele. The clientele are possessed of certain needs and desires which they don't generally share with their friends and neighbors, much less strangers. Most likely this establishment is located in a region wit...
I looked around the courtyard. People having fun. Laughter, conversation, children playing in the pool. The Sea Island, GA, getaway was quite luxurious. We were at The Cottages on Sea Island, although I'll never for the life of me determine how they justify calling a nine-bedroom house a cottage. Oh, well. I'd been lucky enough to be in the right place at th...
Chapter 8—Seeking the Eye of the Hurricane Frank sat back in his office chair. He was waiting for a call from Jim Sweeney and he deserved a few moments' relaxation. The financing package for the R&D program was nearly put together; the forecast was done, and held together well. Soon, he would be able to call Jason Lowell into his office and let him in on it...
This is the sixth part of the sexual biography of my wife, Charna. The first five parts, in sequence, were "Teen Charna, My Bride to Be," "Teen Bride Charna's Honeymoon Adventures," "Teen Bride Charna Discovers My Best Man is the Best Man," "Teen Bride Charna Dates My Best Friend," and "Teen Bride Charna's Going-Away Gangbang." This part and the four that fo...
Mark and Earl Sterling sat together in Earl's office going over the books. Finances were more Mark's expertise seeing as it was He whom came in to bail out his father's financial struggles over the last few years. Finally coming to a realization Mark sits back in his desk chair to look over at Earl across the office. "Do you realize that we've had twelve n...
This story is non-erotic. There is no sex in it, not even a mention. It's a story about a man who got a kick in the teeth from life. How he reacted to that, and a path that he found back. The big C is a real bitch, and some of us have had to find a way to put things back together. Or to deal with the loss of our loved ones. In a way this is a story for all t...
Before proceeding please read the title, story tags and my profile to determine if the subject matter is to your liking. Thank you to those whose choose to take the time to read on. ................................................. Slut wives Roxanne and Heather and their cuckolds Peter and Bill lounged in bed late into sunday morning. They had been up alm...
I was strolling through the mall on my lunch hour one wintry Friday, happy to escape the office for sixty minutes of girl-watching, even on a blustery, chilly day. My only lament was my choice of snack, as I glumly picked some crusty dough from the corner of my gums. Why was it virtually impossible to find a good soft pretzel in Northern Virginia, or anywh...
Ah, summertime in Atlanta, Georgia! Could there ever be a more perfect time of the year? I'm sitting out on our back patio on a summer evening, working on my second glass of wine and messing around with my laptop. A few feet away, my husband, Gary, is about to put the steaks on the grill (he's really a great cook!). What's that old song from "Porgy and Bess"...
Read, review, and rip it apart. Most importantly have a merry holiday whether you're Christian or pagan or whatever your religious or cultural affiliation may be. I highly recommend going back and reading the first 5 chapters if you have time, this will make better sense if you do. The Darkness * * * * * The sequin studded crimson gown hugged the singer'...