"Come on Loca...if that's even your real name!" Melanie said while pushing the dress into my arms. "No, that's what you call me. Come on, I'd like to go to a place where I don't get in trouble because of you." I rolled my eyes trying to hand the dress back to her. "We've never even been in this part of town! They don't know who we are. For all these peopl...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
DAY 1 Jeff couldn't get the image of Sally's face from his mind as he looked down from the high mountain ridge at the steep and winding ski trail. He was angry and depressed, he pointed his ski tips straight down and set off at a breakneck pace. He went dangerously fast into his turns, his skis throwing up plumes of powder snow and skidding across ice patch...
**Author's Notes** I have many thanks to Bob for his hours of editing for me on this section. Sorry it's been such a long time between installments, but i've been trying to decide the best way to unfold this story. I've, also, had back surgery, and it takes time to heal from that. Part 31 tara diligently worked on her essay and sent her notes to Trey on...
This story is a spin-off of Costs of Forbidden Fruit Chap. 3 in the Loving Wives Section. It also mentions parts of the other three chapters. Therefore, it is advisable to read all four chapters. Chapter five of Costs of Forbidden Fruit, the concluding chapter, is in the works and should be posted soon. Leaving their final divorce settlement conference, R...
The G-Spot . . . Or not. * A note to my readers. This story is based on fact. If you doubt that, Google 'G-Spot' and read the results of actual studies—not the many fluff sites. The results of the combined studies will blow your mind. The conclusion of those studies is that the 'G-Spot' is a myth and doesn't exist. Surprised? Yeah, so was I, since I know b...
The sunlight reflecting off the warm water coupled with periodic splashes as the boat's bow crashed through the waves painted an absolutely beautiful picture. It was about 85 degrees and sunny. The boat's throbbing motor pushed us farther and farther away from land until we could no longer see the shoreline. I leaned over the side to see if I could see any f...
“Ok ladies and gentleman, please put your hands together for the beautiful and talented Erika!” the DJ’s voice rang out over the thumping alternative beat as the object of my lust strutted to the stage. Erika’s saucy red curls bounced on her head and on her soft porcelain white shoulders as she walked. The crowd was going ballistic with applause in anticipat...
I've gone from being a big wheel in a small company to being a much smaller wheel in a big, foreign owned conglomerate. The transition hasn't been easy for me. Especially since my new boss is quite a bit younger than I am. It's especially annoying that he's nice and I like him. The new parent company is French and they shipped him over from Paris. So not onl...
By Philip Johnson Chapter One "Mister Montgomery, Mister Camden's secretary is on line one." "Thanks Millie." I picked up the phone and said, "Hi Jean, this is Barry." "Hi. Mister Camden would like to see you if you have a minute." "I always have a minute for the boss. I'll be there shortly." "Thank you, I'll tell him." I went out and told M...