A two part story of a man whose lucrative business evolves into a true vocation. As with most of my stories it develops slowly, and I hope readers will stick with it into the second part. ***** Rory retrieved the key from under the third flower pot and let himself in the back door. He had a similar working arrangement with most of his clients, so that they...
Roger did his best to push his dick back into his shorts as the glow of his hands quickly faded away. Such was the damage that, much to his annoyance, when he moved to check on Sarah, who was being attended to by Julia and Emma, it popped out again. After a couple of more efforts, he pulled off his T-shirt, draped it across his shorts and tucked the top into...
I strongly advise my fellow readers to read the first chapter of this series before having a look at this one. As always all comments and suggestions appreciated. * I woke up in the morning with the usual morning wood and it took me a few seconds to realise what ever happened last night was not a dream. Just to make sure, I ran my hands over my boxers to...
My sister Dorene was on the phone asking me if I could accommodate her friend Ruby during the Summer holidays. "She's a really delightful woman, generous and easy going, I wouldn't ask you otherwise," said Dorene. Ruby was studying theatre and dance and had to attend a six-week contemporary dance course at the local university. I was certain that my girlf...
Daren and Suzie had been married nearly three years before Daren's dirty little secret got the better of him. At twenty six and twenty five respectively they were both in good shape thanks to a shared love of fell running in the summer and Nordic skiing in the winter months. Luckily, or perhaps unluckily, for Daren, they were also very similar builds. They...
*** Let me begin by saying that this is a true story. Also let me warn you that my writing style may not be to your taste; it's fairly journalistic and I tend to shy away from graphic descriptions. I assume the reader has a working imagination and can fill in any details I may gloss over. That being said, here we go... Since I know this is important to som...
I am Sheba, she thought. Born from sin, her mother had once told her. She had not been a good mother, or person, and very bitter, drunk, and high for all of Sheba's life. Sheba did not care now, for she had grown up and embraced the world for what it was. Wicked, and evil, and yet full of sinful pleasures that she had developed a taste for. Having been bor...
Chapter 2-Enter the Slave girl In came the Mistress's husband Master Thomas who is a little shorter than me at 5'11" but has more muscle mass and is built like a wrestler which he did in college. His salt and pepper hair give him a more mature look like George Clooney or Mark Ruffalo. It gives him a more commanding image especially since he keeps it short c...
Travis's laundry had piled up between school, work, and an attempt to carry on a social life. This didn't allow for the cleanest apartment so getting home from work he called off his plans for the night, and was determined to take the evening to catch up. At 28 and single nobody seemed to have too much of an expectation for a neat and tidy home, but he was r...
It was about nine o'clock on a Saturday morning when Jake was roused from sleep by his phone ringing. He had played a gig last night and he would have normally slept till around noon. "Good morning, Jake," said a sultry female voice. "Do you know who this is?" He thought for a moment. A number of women could be playing this sort of game with him. He decided...