Note- This is purely fiction and did not occur in real life. xxx Scarlett was behind schedule and waited impatiently on her doorstep for her limo. With her cell phone clamped to her ear she tapped her heel as if beating out a tattoo on the stone step. "Come on you bastard!" The blonde bombshell had spent all morning getting her hair done and choosing her...
Roger dug in his heels, his brother was an ass. He certainly was not going to miss breakfast with his wife to enjoy HIS company. "Go! Make up with your brother. I've set up a breakfast appointment." Roger shook his head petulantly. Georgina ignored his ill-humor and she kissed him. "Make sure you are here by noon." His eyebrow raised. "If you are a good...
Mia felt unreservedly sexy. Her short, turquoise chiffon dress clung to her curves and whispered provocatively as she walked. She'd let her hair down and some strappy sandals lent a welcome extra two inches to her otherwise average height. It may have been just an office Christmas party but the wine flowed freely and the DJ had everyone in a relaxed, social...
Continuation of story series Caught by Mrs. Hunt. You might enjoy reading them in order more. This is fiction, any correlation to any real person is purely happenstance. ********************* Monday ten am, I was knocking on Mrs. Hunt's front door. Just as she had told me to do two days before. The door opens and there stands her daughter Maggie, twenty fi...
Halloween is always one of my favourite times of the year, for a variety of reasons. For that reason I desired to write this. I have ideas of where to take this story line and pairing but I'm a little busy with other projects right now. Make sure to comment and let me know if you want to see more of these two (I really do love to hear from you). (Also I didn...
I had been confined to bed for several days as I recovered from my night of torture. I was forced to lie face down, as my back and bottom still burned and throbbed where the whipping had broken the skin. I ached deep in my bottom from the torments of the butt plugs. Fortunately, none of the Masters involved had been sufficiently endowed to do me any real int...
Myrna Myrna guided her lady back to her chambers. Genevieve did not speak to Myrna, and she wondered if the gushing would happen once they reached the room, or if tonight Genevieve would grieve in silence. She couldn't blame her friend for being so distressed, but neither could she fully empathize. Myrna was used to the man she fancied showing attention to...
Fuck... That really looks like... No, I can't be that lucky... —— I had already stuck gold that day. I arrived at Heathrow in a rush. Traffic had delayed my arrival at the airport so I was pleased to get to check-in with moments to spare. The lady behind the desk flashed a smile as she greeted me - she was in her mid thirties, everything about her was...
The morning after that first night, I felt so self-conscious about everything that had happened that I hid in the kitchen. I had never before had to deal with a situation quite like this -- making toast and tea for a woman who, just hours before, had come in my mouth. I waited for the jug to boil, frowning while I turned this concept over in my mind, and the...
Steve was in his mid 50's. He was still good looking, with graying hair, blue eyes and an endearing smile. He wasn't as svelte as his younger days and now sported a bit of a paunch. 30 years ago, Steve married his college sweetheart, the first person he ever dated, and the only one he'd ever kissed. He was happily married, though the sex life wasn't what it...