Erin Ch. 04: Domestic Discipline By Graves94 {Note: This is the fourth in a multi-part story series involving a woman who provides leadership and discipline for her husband. Each installment can stand alone, but to start at the beginning, go to: Erin-1 - Female led Relationship. JQGraves} ******** "My hubby is a very sweet man," Erin said. "He recogn...
I was in the large two-person shower expecting Jenny to join me soon. As we had headed back from the beach, Jenny had indicated just before we got to the park's shower stalls that she would join me shortly. First she had to take care of something. Thinking that she had to pee I headed to the shower stalls. The showers were large rooms; each had their own d...
IF ANYONE HAS NOT READ PARTS 1 TO 3, I WOULD HIGHLY RECOMMEND THAT YOU READ THESE BEFORE READING THIS CHAPTER. I THINK YOU WILL ENJOY THIS CHAPTER A LOT MORE IF YOU HAVE THE FULL BACKGROUND TO THE CHARACTERS AND THE STORY. **************** The phone at my desk rang for what must have been the twentieth time, and it was clear that the person on the other en...
In the dark, cramped control room James sat transfixed. His eyes were not on the extravagant stage show visible just through the window in the auditorium. Instead they were captivated by Michelle as she rocked back in forth in her high stool, talking to herself and hovering like a spider over the control panel. “Yes … Yes … Yes … and, and, and … now. And n...
Author's note: this chapter was written to show my appreciation for feedback in the form of constructive criticism - to those of you who've taken the time to leave it. Thank you. ***** (Piglet has just left us alone; she's gone back to town check on things at her apartment. You and I are sitting on your porch. It's a beautiful, golden-fall evening we're s...
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I'm not a gambling man. I've been to casinos, horse races, too. But I never wager too much. I'm happy if I break even or come home a few bucks ahead. It's not that I don't like the excitement of a score, I'm just not addicted to the high of it. But my work took me to a small casino town. If this were Atlantic City or Vegas I could take in a show and skip the...
She looked amazing. I know a groom isn't supposed to see his bride on their wedding day, before she walks down the aisle, but Melissa was such a gorgeous woman that I couldn't resist sneaking a peak. She was way out of my league, and I still don't know how I managed to snag a woman like her. My more cynical friends said it was just a matter of economics. I h...
Hi! My name's Chas. That's short for Charles. I know that a lot of you Americans say Chuck', but please don't call me that, because it really pisses me off! I'm a Londoner through and through. Born in Stepney, East London, within earshot of the church at Bow which, as the proverb goes, makes me a cockney! Stepney used to be a really tough area when I was a n...
I did not see Patrick in my first meeting but I did notice several men paying attention to me as I walked to the front of the room to listen to the lecture. I had chosen a tan suit with a pencil skirt that went a few inches above the knees and was form fitting. Plus the Jacket hung low enough to cover the belt area but only just reached the top of my ass. I...