This is the next step in Jen's development and is a follow-on story to "The Awakening" series. If you want to follow Jen from first discovering this to now, you need to start with those stories. The following Wednesday morning, Matt's alarm went off at 0640. He usually took about 5 minutes to wake up and get moving and then got into the shower. He slept n...
Brian Warbrick gloomily gazed through the train window at the passing countryside. There was nothing new to see; everything was all too familiar as he made this monthly journey. He was a Yorkshireman with all the characteristics associated with the people of that county. His voice was redolent of the north, flat-toned with short vowels, though only slightly...
Christine sat quietly, looking out the window of their bedroom window. She loved the quiet times in the morning, her husband Dale off to working meant she could sit and think. It was close to a full mile to the road down by the river, she knew that almost the moment Dale got in from the field he was clearing, he would want to go down there. The big Salmon...
So this is the finale, I know I have said previously that I had a total of 13 parts in mind, however I have come to the conclusion that parts of the story did not work for me after thinking about them. I'm going out with a bang for this series, and hopefully I have the motivation to begin the next series of mine soon :) *** George felt the soft, velvety l...
A major shout out to member Nthusiastically for editing. ***** Another 4-Handed Client It wasn't long after our first four hand massage when Jen told me of another client that wanted to schedule. After clearing the time with me, she set up the appointment. I was familiar with Christine, the client. I had sat in on two of her massage sessions as an appren...
Note: This Story was inspired by the writing of the amazing Carson Shepherd. I know I'll never get to his level, yet it is something to aspire to nevertheless. Thanks Carson, you're my writing soul-mate!! * * * * * Click! The old man breathed a sigh of relief. He'd been trying to get the massive wooden door open for some time now, and finally he was able...
[cis+trans les, futa, BE, AMA, hyper] - It was a bittersweet August day as Christine and Angela drove their daughter Nikki to her first semester of college. The pair of women in their late forties were complete contrasts of each other. Christine, with her long curly silver-blonde hair, was clad in a sundress and knee high boots like she was off to a hippie...
At the request of a reader who was kind enough to offer both feedback and a plot suggestion, I have this to say: "Dave's coming on Sunday," Brent announced from behind the Saturday edition of the Tribune. "Oh? Any why's that?" Christine questioned, placing her coffee mug on the kitchen table. Her long, slender fingers picked at a cinnamon scone. "Well, I...
This is a Summer Lovin' contest story. Too many readers don't vote. Please vote. I need the support of your vote. I dedicate this story to my friend, who died that day, may he rest in peace, to all those first responders that keep us safe, to all those in the military preserving our freedom, and especially to those 22 Navy Seals who recently died in Afghani...
Per my previous letter, I described how my daughter-in-law Christine seduced me and then offered me to her husband to be used as their sex toy. I also noted how she said that she would tell my husband of my indiscretions if I did not obey her every order henceforth. Well as I anticipated she called me the other day and ordered me to show up at her house for...