It was a lovely sensation to be a member of the Howells family. At 18 years of age, I was now the foster daughter of Adele Howells. Her gorgeous daughter Francesca was my sister, to play kinky games with. Also I had the added pleasure of Joanne Harper, who had been persuaded to join us for the evening. Having exactly the same blonde hairstyle as Joanne, made...
Brandon McCaul looked at the woman in front of him, the grown up version of the girl he used to know years ago in high school. She was so sure of herself back then, so smart and caring. How could she have gotten herself into a situation like this? She must have had some issues, but they never showed back in school. He remembered her on stage, acting in the p...
The brush was laid on the desk beside Juniper. It's tarnished silver glinting in the twilight streaming through the door. A hand lay on her shoulder and turned her on the stool. Juniper gasped as she looked at herself in the polished silver of her mother's mirror. The luxurious amber hair was piled atop her head, elongating her fine bronzed neck. Her cousins...
Mark made his way through the crowd at Hartsfield International, wanting to get to his gate as quickly as possible. It was not a case of wanting to be early to his flight, actually, he was pretty sure that if he got through security, he would be less likely to change his mind and go home. For weeks, he had dreamed about this moment, wondering what it would...
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Sat there on my uncomfortable swivel chair, my suit jacket draped over the arm, I undid the top button on my shirt, revealing some of the sensitive flesh on my neck that had been thrashed at many times, in many ways the night before in the heat of passion and unbelievably pleasurable sex. Little drops of sweat now formed under my Adams apple and slowly start...
It was Friday night, after work, and I was walking over to the pizza place across the street from my office. The owner was gorgeous, and he and I have been flirting for awhile. I decided this morning, that I wanted something to happen between us. I had my black lace underwear on, and matching bra. My breasts are a size 38 D. The guys love them. I usually fin...
If, as I was waking up in my hotel bed this morning, you'd kneeled by my bedside and told me how this evening would go, I couldn't have believed you if I was as high as Paula and I were now. This exact scenario, or some variation of it, had been a secret fantasy of mine since July. That's when Paula moved into my office — Paula, the cute, sarcastic-as-hell,...
I remember my first Valentine's Day party as an adult. I was single but I knew I was attractive because my best friend's boyfriend, Mark, had made no secret of the fact that he fancied me. Once, when she was in the shower getting ready for us to go out and he and I were innocently chatting in her bedroom just down the corridor he had asked me straight out to...
Patrick Hames was born to be a newspaper editor. He commanded the newsroom with a stern hand and he loved to scoop the competition. He also was a chauvinist pig and thought he was God's gift to women. Male reporters filled his key positions. He recently fired a female reporter, a beautiful Cajun named Lisa Benoit, after she told him she was pregnant. Human...