Many thanks to infructescence for her editing of this story. * It was hot sunny day in Gambia. Though both the door and the only window were missing on the corrugated tin shed at the backyard behind a bar in the outskirts of the capital city Banjul, it was hot as a sauna inside the shed. No wonder why the naked gorgeous Scandinavian housewife who was lying...
The Angel and Me The stifling heat had finally broken, and a storm was descending on New York City. I shook the water from my hat, dropped it on the table, and looked around. It was the usual, sad, 3 a.m. Friday fraternity. "Hey, Joe! Daniels with a twist of lemon." I reserved bourbon for the bad weeks. Three paternity investigations, a pyramid scam, and a...
I retired from the military more than twenty years ago, but I still maintain my membership in the NCO Club at the local air base, and go there two or three times a week to eat and to have a few drinks in the bar. The prices there are a lot better than at any place in town. I'm also, if I say so myself, a pretty decent photographer. Last Saturday I went to...
Chapter 1: Post-Divorce Playtime by Micaela Reynolds as told to BrettJ © 2009 My good friend BrettJ has consented to relate my story to you. I hope you all enjoy it. At times, I find it hard to believe its all real, but it is and I am happy in my life and wouldn't change a damned thing. Matter of fact, someday, I think I may have to thank my ex-husband f...
Twice The Fun... Part One... My Slut had received her orders in the envelope which was always left on the kitchen counter before I left for work. She was to perform whatever was mentioned in this envelope, each day, without question -- either during the day if so asked, or to be ready for me when I get home. Whether it was a new outfit, a specific outfit,...
I waited as the secretary announced my name into her intercom. I was mildly surprised when she looked up at me, smiled and said, "Mr. Foster will see you now, Mr. Kite. Please take the elevator to the fourth floor and then go through the door on the left." I knew that George Foster was the manager of this Eastern Security franchise, a firm specializing in g...
Exhausted from the long meeting, Jerome threw his keys on the coffee table and slumped down on the couch. The meeting had taken all afternoon and the thought that he could've really used that massage instead was setting in. He eyed the big binder on the kitchen counter and loathed the idea of having to check the books for the deal James sent him on. At the m...
Authors Note - When I looked to post this story I really wanted to put it under an Oral Sex category as it's all about the power of a good cocksucker. But, sadly the good old BJ has become so sexually passé as to be rendered obsolete in categories. Well, this one is dedicated to the awesome cocksuckers out there; I don't think you're passé at all. ---------...
The next day, Drew and I wake up, excited to catch our final bits of action. The deal was supposed to be signed today at Sentosa island and my dad would be returning home after that. My mum would instead be accompanying Sheikh Tabash for one last night while he stayed at a hotel. Sheikh Tabash had to head to Sentosa Island early in the morning to meet up wi...
Frank continued to visit me most days, sometimes for a full session of fun with us settling down to some sucking and licking fun together. Sometimes just for his tea or for a wee grope, snog and a feel. He tended to do this when Mike, my hubby, was away on business. Frank often spent the night now and we enjoyed some steamy night times together. The 'no fu...