Adrian Grody sat watching the night sky in his car. He had just gotten off. He hated his job as a security guard at the mall but someone had to do it. He drove around for the fifteenth time. He wanted to make sure the teens he had seen earlier had left. As he pulled around he saw the sport car still there. One of them had stayed behind it would seem. He took...
Chapter 1 I was trapped in that ethereal state in-between sleep and full consciousness. On some level I was aware of the fact that I was dreaming and that these strange thoughts I were having couldn't be real. Yet if that was true why were the sheets bathed in cold sweat and my heart beating not only supremely quickly but also with such an astounding intens...
With Carson Wheeler at the helm of Thunder Bay Houseboats, I was able to concentrate on the business of banking. Centennial Bank, a family owned business since its inception, was doing great with assets in the billions. As President of the bank, my highest priority was monitoring every penny, a job I'd been doing when I was the Vice-President. I thought my...
The Bavarian Hunter, a gast haus owned by friends, is as easily familiar to all of us as our own homes. Veronica glances around at the nine of them, sitting on the huge open deck next to a blazing fire. Surrounded by the glow of good friends, good wine and wonderful conversation, she basks in contentment, sprawled lazily, belly down, on a long wooden bench,...
Terry was sure she had never seen the shop before. In fact, she was almost positive the space between the butcher shop and the hairdresser had been empty just this morning as she passed it on her way to work. It had just shown up as if by magic sometime between then and her walk home. She shook her head. There was no way anybody could move into an abandoned...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. * * * * * Maureen quickly adapted to her new lifestyle with a relish seldom seen in a submissive. She truly enjoyed being bound and disciplined. Especially when both she and Gordon were disciplined j...
"Are you coming or not?" she asked. I hate it when she puts that pressure on me. Stay home, mow the lawn, yard work, clean up after the dog- or, go to her favorite monthly antique store sales. It would mean 3 or 4 hours of driving along the 'Antique Trail' and puttering through five to seven different shops. Sure, sometimes I'd find something neat, somethi...
Dawn was standing by the cruiser, waiting for more information on her daughter, when the radios crackled to life again. "All units, we have a pedestrian with injuries on Cripple Creek Parkway, crossroad McKnight." The Chief pointed to two of is officers. "Go," he said. "Caller reports victim is teenage female and was nude," the radio continued. "OH GOD, T...
Karen watched as Logan checked the straps and buckles hugging Beauty's generous curves one last time. Newly acquired leather armor and twin knives from the defeated, flying Succubus would keep their demon safe. Heavy pouches of coin were snug and secure for the long journey. The shopping list had been discussed and agreed on. He nodded and stepped back with...
It's been a decade now. Long enough that I figured it's time I told my story. So here it is. This is the story of my unconventional marriage. The story of me, my wife, and how I convinced her to be a slut. But it's also a warning for other married men. Be careful what you wish for. I'll be honest. Ever since I can remember, I've wanted my wife to have sex w...