"Hey Bren," called my assistant Sarah. The home office called while you were out smoking. You Better call Mr. C back. He didn't sound happy!" "Okay, thanks dear. I will call him back straight away," I replied as I headed to my office. As I was opening my door Sarah continued. "You know, you really have been taking a lot of smoke breaks lately. We are all co...
Chapters Ten, Eleven and Twelve cover one 18-hour period between Brinna & Zach. The author has requested they be posted over three consecutive days so that the reader doesn't have to wait any significant amount for of time for the three parts to conclude. Enjoy! Lessons Learned, Ch. 10: Date Night Part I Our experiment had been rewarding, and mutually bene...
Sunbathing on Giuliana's yacht while moored in Syracuse's harbor – quite sexy, indeed. Giuliana had gifted me a tight-fitting, one-piece swim suit, very modern in cut. And what was surprising was that in addition to the artificial breast forms within, it also incorporated the most ingeniously designed hip padding. Other than the yacht crew, which learned ear...
[Author: No sex in this part. ] [Part 3] The next few days in Karishma's life were amazing. She lived with Romeo, went to work with him and enjoyed being his new whore. The sex she was having was phenomenal and though it still hurt when Romeo fucked her ass, her time in the cellar on Assmaster G9 was helping. One evening she was with Romeo in his home of...
Chapter 8: ... Makes the Heart Grow Fonder ***** While Melbourne traffic can be an absolute headfuck, I at least know its rhythms, its pace. Sydney, on the other hand, is mental. No rhyme or reason to the layout of the city. So, let's just settle this once and for all. Melbourne is far superior to Sydney. I missed home. I missed Annika. My cock felt tig...
Jane turned her car into the driveway, switched off the engine and sat in the driver's seat, taking a deep breath. Her mind flashed back to the sequence of events that had gotten her here. She had been suffering with tiredness and a general lack of energy for a while now, and several visits to the doctor had come up with lots of possible suggestions but none...
Ryan sat in the old rocker. His baby daughter Chloe nestled against his bare chest. Skin-to-skin contact was best for bonding, or so Lupe had informed him. He knew nothing about babies or children. He was an only child. His cousin Rex was, as well. Though the man had recently met his mate, and while Rex had inherited a daughter in the deal, Ryan had been t...
Disclaimer, this story is fast becoming a novel is a work of fiction for the most part the names used are not real people, the businesses, locations, and organizations while real are used in a way that is purely fictional to add realism to the story. *** It did not take long and I had Tom and the boys stuff packed up and went through my wardrobe and picked...
Chapter 4 Up on the foredeck, the seas kicking up and the wind blowing like cold snot, Taggart held onto the forestay as the Bandit worked up the face of another eight-footer -- then he cried out in joy as she surfed down the face of the wave, slamming into another trough and sending blue water up to his knees again. Rolf, behind the wheel and enjoying thi...
I don't typically post stories in the "Loving Wives" category, but that seems to be where this one fits best. It's shorter than most of my stories, so hopefully that will lessen the pain for some of you. The inspiration for this story came to me partially from a dream and partially from my own life experiences. It is a work of fiction involving several know...