I slumped back in my chair behind my desk and my cock was still twitching a little and the sperm was leaking out of the end into Pt's panties when the buzzer of the intercom brought me to my senses. My secretary said Max and company was here. Should she bring them in? I said give me a moment. I straightened my clothing and put my cock away to rest and the...
Chapter 1 – Arrival & Preparation After a 2 hour drive from your home, you arrive at the Renaissance Hotel, downtown Toronto. You are dressed as instructed by myself: wearing 2 inch heals a skirt, and a blouse. You have not been given any other instructions regarding the rest of your attire: you wear a lace bra and silky panties, but decide not to wear any...
This is my first go at writing a story like this. I'm aware that the characters are rather two-dimensional, but I'm not really aiming at realism. Feedback is appreciated. With apologies to Joe Orton. All characters in this story are over 18 ********** Being a substitute teacher is ordinarily an unforgiving occupation even at the best of times. Trying to...
Betty Jean took a long hard look at the woman in the mirror. It was not the first critical look that she had taken in the past year, but it was the first one which offered a ray of hope. Her newly styled and colored hair just touched her bare alabaster shoulders. The deep blue-black color was shocking against such translucent skin, especially on a woman of...
Brandy's bathroom light went on at 9:30. I pushed away from the computer screen and took my place in the chair by the window. I made sure that the chair was back from the streetlights that bleed through my third floor window. I also made sure that the chair was a comfortable one, for I would often sit and watch Brandy for hours. Brandy wasn't her real name....
When I was 19 I spent my summer picking strawberries at a local fruit farm. As the strawberry picking season runs from the end of May until the middle to end of August, this fitted in perfectly with my summer break from university. There were about 20 of us pickers working there, most of whom were women from low-income famalies trying to boost the pay of th...
Author's Note: This story includes a cheating wife, but no husband humiliation. It is mostly a work of fiction. The readers will enjoy this story more if they read my HANDYMAN HANK story first. I set up some background there that is not repeated here. I hope you enjoy it and as always, your comments are welcomed. Chapter 02 (Miss Peggy) "What'cha working...
originally published in BloodMoon January 2002 issue “You look lost.” Her head snaps around, away from the seething cul-de-sac down the street. Lank blonde hair that might be pretty--if washed and combed--slithers across her wind chapped face. Dark blue eyes widen as if with faint recognition. He’s not surprised. He’s been watching as she’s wandered th...
ONE We all make mistakes in our lives and right now I'm very aware of two really big ones, and it looks as though my marriage is being torn apart because of not getting these two things right. My first big mistake was to chose the wrong sister, ignoring the urging of a mother trying to marry off her less attractive daughter. My mother-in-law had confronted...
I graduated from high school in St. Martin at the age of 18. I should explain that to graduate you need to pass a series of tests for a baccalaureate, or bac. Since the tests are given at the end of the school year, it's all or nothing. There is a lot of pressure on students to cram and pass the tests. In any case, I passed easily with high grades. For this...