This chapter opens a few hours after Rick and Cassie fell asleep during their engagement picnic. As always I hope this chapter lives up to your expectations. Even though my characters are in a committed relationship I encourage you to all practice safe sex in your own lives. Comments are welcomed as always and last but not least, I hope everyone will enjoy r...
"Well, what did you think? Did you get to talk to him about everything you wanted to?" I was in my office the next morning, on the phone with Gina. She had told me all about their own eventful evening at the hospital, assuring me that Miranda and the baby were fine. She quickly shifted gears and wanted to know about the evening with the donors...and Thomas....
Looking back, I realize it was as if I had lived through a story in Literotica. I had received a promotion at work. It meant more money and that made me happy. It involved a lot of travel and that caused me some anguish. Rita and I had been married for 12 years and were planning on having children. When I got my promotion, it seemed like the perfect time to...
This is going to be a night to remember, taking Mercedes out dressed like a street whore. As I opened the door to her two-door SLK Benz, I watched this gorgeous slut spread her legs apart getting in. I smiled while looking at the nice view of her bare pussy. All I could think about was how many guys were going to be inside that love box of hers. As I sat dow...
The afternoon sun cast the big Harley's shadow across the simmering asphalt. Not a breath of wind rustled the gnarled mesquites and thirsty creosotes dotting the low hills. A few cottony clouds drifting above the distant mountains spoiled an otherwise ocean blue sky, but their presence heralded the coming desert monsoon that would break the June inferno. Th...
On Day 4 of the cruise, the ship docked in St. Thomas. The island was stunning, with ancient mountains overlooking the crystal clear waters of the Caribbean. The four of us had decided to book a sailboat, and it was our idea to sail to a quiet cove called "Secret Harbour". Since it was clearly labeled on the maps, I am not sure about the 'Secret' part, but...
Part Seven -- Shorebirds Sloane Patterson, Stacy Patterson and Steve Patterson stood in front of the headstone. Sloane was crying and bought a handkerchief to her face to dry her eyes, as did Stacy. Steve Patterson had never met the woman buried in the grave and his eyes remained dry. "I never knew her but I know I owe her so much," Stacy sobbed. Sloane...
Some days, I just love my job! Free lance woodworker here in Los Angeles...I have the freedom to work the hours I please and meet lots of women. Of course the reality of my situation is that most of the time I'm behind schedule, work like a dog and take a lot of shit from people who don't really appreciate what I do. But then there are days like today. I fi...
Mistress and Commander -- Grey Seas Over Warning--This story may put you off your stroke. If you want a wanker, try elsewhere. I dedicate this story, with apologies, to Farley Mowat, founder of the Beaver Club of Amateur Naturalists, and like me, a writer (although a much better writer than I) who never let facts get in the way of truth. Pernambuco was a...
Why am I not satisfied? I have a great husband. By great, I mean he loves me with every breath he takes. I certainly love him now and have loved him for many years. He provides the majority support for our family. The girls love him. He is a great person to be around. Neighbors don't hesitate to ask his help with anything to do with computers and believe me...