Recap: Jason was an Associate Professor in Art at the University who confined his sex to masturbation on the internet. After having wonderful, cyber sex with Katy for the past few months, they finally decide to meet and, after bedding her, he finds out that she's a student at his University and knows who he is. Against his better judgment, he continues havin...
It took me a bit of time to figure out where I wanted to go with John and Christie, but they're back. I appreciate the words of encouragement and patience from my readers. I also appreciate you looking out for me, as I recently received a heads up from an anonymous reader that one of my stories had been stolen and plagiarized, word for word save a few name...
Stevie sighed as she snuggled in under my arm. I looked down to see a small contented smile on her face. She looked so peaceful curled on the couch, feet drawn up under her, lying across my lap. It felt very natural and very comfortable. With a jolt I realised that I was starting to get used to being around people. So much for the big loner thing. It shook m...
It was the second year that the six of us had come up here to spend a long weekend together. Jeff and his wife Rebecca, a tall very buxom brunette, Pete, and "Repeat", as we called her, Susan...because she looked more like his sister than his wife, each of them with dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, and short in stature at not even five and a half feet, though...
The wind gusted as Wendy climbed out of her car. She closed her eyes against the strands of auburn hair trying to fly into them, and then smoothed back the tresses when the wind abated. All the work she'd done this morning had been destroyed in a few seconds, but she wasn't troubled. She was returning home without dread, which was still a novel enough experi...
Author's Note: I noticed from the public comments to my last chapter, posted many months ago, that an RPG has been started in the forums picking up where Ch. 14 left off. By all means, don't let this latest posting interfere with wherever your RPG has gone. It was never my intention to leave everyone hanging for so long, but a variety of factors in life (mo...
I enter my office about twenty past three. Vanessa is not there, neither is she in the bathroom or the small bedroom adjoining my work space. But at least she has made fresh coffee. Undoubtedly you're asking yourself how an office worker can afford a bedroom behind his desk. And no, I'm not the kind of work-alcoholic who sleeps at his office. The answer is...
A friend of mine remembers a plain, nerdy girl from college. Well, she grew up and blossomed into a hot 'n' horny babe. Now she's making up for lost time, and has written him about it. Please vote and send constructive feedback. * * * * * * Dear Tom: I can't begin to tell you how excited I was that you answered my e-mail. I found you through one of those...
Chapter 1 Rachel was an unusual girl with unusual issues. No-one other than her parents and her therapist knew that she had issues; she hid them well and presented a consistent and well defined picture of herself to everyone she met. Rachel was five foot tall, with long straight brown hair and a slight but well toned body. She was not exactly a pretty girl...
Chapter One: Blitzkrieg Train roll on, on down the lineWon't you please take me far . . . far awayNow I feel the wind blow outside my doorI'm leaving my woman at homeMy baby's gone . . Tuesday's gone in the windMy baby's gone in the wind . . . - Tuesday's Gone Moscow, Russian Federation Midnight -- December 25, 2015 The world had changed. And not in a g...