I was fresh out of college with a degree in business when I accepted a position with a local real estate firm. It was an older firm, well known and respected in the Tampa Bay community. Longtime area businessman Rolf Vanderhorn had created the agency a few decades ago. Rolf was a short, balding gentleman in his mid seventies who had passed away from a heart...
I looked down at the slowly spreading puddle of coffee on the floor. I looked at the nice warm coffee stain on my lab coat. I looked up, slowly, at the coffee splashed on the shirt, tie and lab coat directly in front of me. I closed my eyes. I didn't want to know. "Miss Blackwood." I opened one eye, then the other, and looked up into the exasperated face o...
Ms. Small Someone kicked Robert Crane under the table. He snapped out of his trip down Memory Lane and looked around the restaurant table. The eleven people, including himself, were neighbors and this was the first outing of their newly formed dinner club. He had been recalling special times he'd had with some of them, such as Roxanne and Brad Bullock on h...
The Superf***er: Saving the planet one p**** at a time Volume 1: A Desperate Plan I watched the waitresses carefully from the bar. They were all hot; this was the Caribbean Zone restaurant on the Las Vegas strip, and all of them were suntan models, waiting tables in bikini tops and tiny, flowery sarongs. I was searching for the target of my first attempt a...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...
I was dreaming that I was a real man. I dreamed I was about to make love to my wife, to fill her up and satisfy her as she had never been satisfied before. I awoke with a slight erection. My hopes raised, I looked over at my wife, Julia. Her beauty was undimmed at 42, and the dappled morning light coming through the curtains gave her long blonde hair an ench...
One of the sexiest things I have ever seen in my life was to see a young guy's hand go up my mature wife's short skirt and between her ripe thighs. I heard her sharp intake of breath and realised that his hand had closed over her uncovered shaven pussy mound. In spite of her rather relaxed state, due to the rather large quantities of G &T she had consumed,...
This is the forty-second episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the previous forty-one episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. "Courtesan" is romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do lead an alterna...
This is the thirty-sixth episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the previous thirty-five episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. "Courtesan" is romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do lead an alter...
Author's Note: This is a mainstream rewrite of my story, Look Good Naked. For those of you who have drifted across from the deep end, thank you for the support, but you won't find anything new here. *** I emptied my glass, allowing the velvety smooth liquid to envelop my tongue. The rich aroma filled my nostrils, before that all too familiar burn comforta...