Spots of dappled sunlight streamed through the trees and danced and twirled on the pavement as I waited for her outside the building. She was always late, frantically trying to keep up with her life. Not that I would ever want her life, I snorted to myself. Immediately regretting the thought, I focussed on the distant rush of traffic echoing softly through w...
With morning came time to begin serving my new Mistress. My cell phone alarm woke me and I jumped up and headed to the kitchen to prepare Princess' breakfast. I made her a nice spinach omelette and bowl of fresh fruit as well as hand squeezed orange juice. Neither of us are coffee drinkers so it was easy to get her breakfast together and then deliver it to h...
2010 Suite21men This is a work of fiction. All characters are conceived in my mind and were born and raised in the bits and bytes on my computer. . If you know a place like Gerty's, let me know. I want to check it out. For Celeste... Introduction: In looking at my finances, I realize I no longer need to work to survive in the modest style I am accustom...
Author's note: Thank you so much to AisieLynn who's help in being my proof reader/editor is invaluable. I Hope you enjoy the story. ~ellie * "Why do you have to do this to me? I'm not exactly going to fit in with that crowd," Josie complained. "Because you love me enough to come with me, plus you're hot and I get to have a crack at all your cast-offs," Mi...
It was a large project and it had been occupying all my time for almost a year and when I say all my time I mean just that. I worked until late at night and I brought work home with me to do on weekends. The survival of the company I worked for, and by extension, my survival, depended on the project being finished on time and on or under budget. My wife was...
After the kids had all moved out Robert and I found ourselves alone with little in common. I wondered if all these years it had been all about the children. I wondered if Rob and I really had any reason to stay together. We rarely had sex any more. We did not talk except at breakfast and dinner. We seldom went to bed at the same time any more. We did very li...
Pulling up to the nondescript stoplight, Mathew lets out a frustrated groan inside of his old, crummy sedan. The ancient brakes squeak, forming an interesting duo, along with the driver's groan. The LED array becomes warped in the grubby windshield, raindrops beginning to fall on this cold and damp November evening. The windshield wipers crudely wipe away th...
Mike woke up feeling deliciously happy and rejuvenated. He smiled to himself thinking about the events of the previous evening and reflected that all was well with the world and the universe was unfolding just as it should. In short, he was feeling pretty pleased with himself. He checked the other side of the bed to ensure that Debbie was not there and an e...
This is the story of a young charter boat captain introduced to the swinging lifestyle and to his own bisexuality by an older experienced couple. Nick Morgan eased the boat heading to take advantage of the northerly current in the gulf stream. This heading would take his newest charter into Bimini Island for the evening. He'd been working as a charter bo...
CHAPTER 1 As usual on fine days, Carrie Young went into Memorial Square where the first European settlers of Carlton Green were remembered with a bronze statue of a man and woman, with a young girl holding the woman's hand, standing close together and looking into the distance and smiling. Although the plaque below said the figures were representative, Car...