My name is Nguyet. I'm a Vietnamese girl working for a French company in Hanoi. It's a great job, looking after business development primarily in Vietnam but also in the surrounding Indochina region. My work-life balance is in a pleasant state of equilibrium where I get enough time with my children and my parents. The pay and benefits are good. My colleagues...
The 8th Installment of Omega Pride Thank you, MythOFreak, my new editor. Also once again, thank you L.L for the French editing. You guys are two awesome as hell people to work with! As always, comments and feedback are welcomed. Now without further delay, enjoy! ~*~*~ Morning light slowly began to seep through closed eyelids as Delphi took in a silent,...
After Anita had called me on my cell phone a few minutes past midnight to wish me a happy new year, I'd had a shower, changed into some old but clean and fresh clothes, and now waited for the doorbell to ring. She'd just finished a long 18-hour shift, probably taken a shower at the hotel itself, and I had no doubt she'd be on her way over as promised. It was...
(Let me lead you through the sepia-toned, historic setting for this tale - colonial India - where you will experience some of the most delicious Clothed Female Naked Male fun you have ever come across. On the banks of the Ganges the senior boys' college was filled with aristocratic 18 year olds, thrillingly subject to the discipline of female English teacher...
Warning: This story contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity; if you are underage, live in a place where such material is illegal, or are simply uncomfortable with this kind of story, then don’t read it. (And get off this web site! What did you expect to find at Literotica.com?) This story is Copyright 2002 by Jacques LeBlanc. You may send it to y...
India, 1970s I switched the fans off and left my office, closing the door behind me. It was 7 PM, and the sun had set just a couple of minutes ago, putting an end to an exceptionally sweltering day -- sweltering even by the standards of a regular Indian summer. The heat was even more oppressive inside our makeshift offices, which were basically glorified ti...
Two Part Story. Second part submitted also. Great Thanks to the always awesome mikothebaby for her editing magic, and patience with grammar, spelling and punctuation. Her valiant attempts to make my stories readable are much appreciated. As Always, any and all errors are mine, and mine alone. +++++ Thinking Man's action Wife's actions make him think abou...
They said things would never be the same. The knife edge of a moment, separating the world of the past from the uncertain world to come. Of course, it was more than a moment. The Black Christmas attacks had occurred across hours at least. If Esther and the others at the party had been listening to the news they would already have heard about the first huge...
Javier laid his head briefly on the steering wheel before getting out and walking to the farmhouse door. It turned out that missing a couple days of class and homework was no joke. Esther seemed to be catching up fine, but two days after their escape from Oregon he felt like he'd barely spent time with her. That first night, of course they'd been too exhaust...
He watched the waves batter the sand beneath his feet. The smell of ocean thick in the air. Horizon was slowly changing as the sun started to rise bringing life to the murky landscape. His nightmares kept him up. Sleep was elusive and for a while he couldn't see himself ever sleeping again. The issue weren't the dreams, but the fact that he couldn't remembe...