"The Shady Lakes Cottages provides a quiet, discreet getaway from the rat race, a place where the cares of the world can be left behind for the simplicity of nature accompanied by comfort services, excellent food, and warmly appointed lodging." That's what the brochure stated and when the Cottages were new in the 1980s that was spot on. Nearly thirty years...
Jun 6, 2010 Fragmented Pieces Book I Spirit Chapter Three Technicalities Current mood:creative Heavy Metal Thunder Productions Presents... Copyright protected on March 2010. The persons, places, entities, and events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons, places, entities, or events is unintentional and purely coinciden...
This is the fourth sequel to "There Goes the Neighborhood" and Marissa_Pt1 and Pt2. In "Neighborhood" Marissa and her husband Brad are seduced into swapping by their new neighbor, a mobster. But then Marissa learns to like cocaine too much and becomes the mobster's mistress. Brad does whatever it takes to get her back. I recommend that you read the stories...
The instructions I received were clear but limited. I was to proceed to the hotel after I got off work and go to the front desk. There I was to ask the desk clerk for the room number for Mrs. Robinson. It was a Saturday. Usually I only had to work one or two Saturdays a year. This particular Saturday was part of an annual ritual -- our physical inventory at...
This is a prequel to the story where my wife gets a pimp. It documents the fantasy play that my wife and I engaged in as she moved closer and closer to her ultimate fantasy of being a street whore. I was sitting in my car watching my wife walk down the street swaying her ass from side to side. She was wearing a pair of ripped jeans shorts that were two siz...
It started out like a lot of other Saturday afternoons ... a game on the television, my beautiful wife napping in the sun on the couch in front of the big picture window and me on the computer catching up on a few emails. Then, things took a little bit of an unexpected turn. Just as I was about to sign off, a chat window popped up from a screen name I didn...
Sherry hooked her arm around my arm as we walked to the truck. She looked so different in her flowery sun dress with her long hair neatly brushed. The dress was short and low cut, revealing a little cleavage. I was slightly taller and being with her felt so natural. Though we had only known each other for a few days, I felt like we had known each other for a...
Prologue Anonymously I shuffled my way to my desk, firmly clenching my cup of coffee. I was 'only' two hours late for work, but I managed to avoid the usual comments. I safely reached my desk and very gently lowered my sore body onto my chair. It took me a few moments to be able to relax my muscles in my bottom and legs, but after a few sips of my coffee I...
This is another story in our real life adventures as a "vixen stag, hotwife" couple. The others are all entitled The Art of Seduction. We've been swinging now for over ten years and plan to for many more. From this point on we will title our stories with a hint to the location or scenario. We'll continue to add stories in the general timeline in which we exp...
It was very late in the day before anyone in the cabin stirred. Anne awoke first to find the room in deep sunshine. A glance at the clock revealed it to be nearly two thirty in the afternoon. Mentally Anne performed the arithmetic and realized that this was her tenth day of, what exactly? She had ceased referring to it as punishment. The past nine days had b...