Michelle Stewart crossed her arms and watched the bitches leave the apartment. Every girl, except herself, had been invited to a photo shoot today and Michelle knew it was because she had almost called the clumsy black waiter the "N" word. Both Tyrone and Solomon had given her mean stares afterwards. Why did they have to be black? And who ever heard of a mo...
I hadn't seen Kyle in a few years. He was an old boyfriend from college; after graduation, he went to the University of Florida for law school and I had moved to Miami and settled into the grind of work. He had just broken up with a girlfriend of three years, and he was so excited when I told him I was coming to visit. So I knew I had to figure out a way to...
Disclaimer: I am grateful for Utamu who have helped make my story more readable. If there still are errors, then it's my fault. All characters in this story are of legal age. ***** About a month after his birthday party Aidan was over at his friend Kevin Powell's house on a Saturday afternoon. They had been playing hoops and was now cooling down on the p...
For those who remember me from The Bra Salesman story, I mentioned at the end I had an idea for a sci-fi story. That was three and a half years ago, and I've slowly whittled away at this. If I had unlimited budget and special effects for a porn movie, this is the movie I would love to see. I hope you enjoy it as well. -BR * The stars hung over him like a...
This is part 3 of the Mistress Wife Saga. To fully understand this story I would suggest you read A Wife’s Deepest Desire for Control and then Part 2. I will forewarn you the first installment of this saga is very long and I apologize in advance for the how long it is but I hope you will enjoy reading it. I will be doing smaller installments for those of...
I said my goodbyes to my van full of studs and moved up into the front seat as we pulled up in front of my house. Bobby told me to be ready when he arrived on Saturday. I looked at him, licked my lips as seductively as I could and jumped out of my love nest on wheels. I had done my best to clean myself up for my arrival, but when you have been royally fuc...
"I have a grandson," Carl announced. I glanced at him over the rim of the big mug of coffee. I had a feeling sometimes I was keeping Juan Valdez in business; the main office always had a huge urn of coffee brewed and I drank my share plus a little more. Lately, I had to switch to decaf in the afternoon or I went home to Alyssa with my nerves jangling and my...
For the next four days, they slept in the same bed, but Derek did not make love to her. Nor did he spend all his time at his club drinking. Instead, he locked himself in his study, doing what, Vivian did not know. He said little to her, though when he did speak, he was formal and polite, which contrasted greatly from the hot-tempered man she first met. On...
It was just my luck that I would see him again the next day, bright and early. Lucy had wanted to go on a morning trail ride, and, being the nice daughter that I was, I let my parents sleep in and went with her. There were about fifteen of us riding up a mountain trail, and Lucy rode beside me on her white and brown pinto. Now although I had lived for almost...
Author's Note: When I submitted the first chapter of this story, I was so excited by all the positive responses. Thank you all very much. I wanted to do a much better job on this chapter than I had on the last, and I had plans to find an editor and work hard to produce better writing than I had. Unfortunately school started. I've had this chapter written f...