Welcome to chapter eight. I hope you stuck around through the wait. Somehow chapter six took over-long to post, and seven less-than average time, so they posted the same day. Eight hopefully will post on Thanksgiving, but nine will be delayed because both myself and my editor have obligations over the holiday. Thank you for reading, and don't forget to vot...
John first met Amanda at the coffee shop. She served him the same thing every morning with the same smile. She was twenty three and single. He was a fifty seven year old semi-retired widower. Little did he know that the aspiring cinematographer was into older men. He was certainly into younger women and when she began supplying him with erotic videos of hers...
Over the past few weeks I have been working on our new business venture - the Microkini Fan Bikini Company. It all started this summer with my step sister Erin and some local bikini contests. We designed a created an ultra tiny sling thong just for her and it became a crowd favorite to win quite a few contests. Too radical to be worn in public, it basically...
"Are you going to the game party Saturday?" Erin had her head on Courtney's bare thigh. She traced the outline of Courtney's panties with her finger as she waited for an answer. "Probably. Are you?" Courtney asked, running her fingers over one of her naked breasts. She felt the nipple harden. Erin put her hand on top of her lover's panties, feeling for the...
"Wow, that movie was great." Erin commented as they left the theater across the street from their apartment. They had been to see the latest summer blockbuster, and though they usually didn't like these types of movies this one was great. Landon agreed, having already seen this movie once he wanted his wife to see it as well. They linked hands and wandered d...
Pam filled up her mug with coffee and walked out of the kitchen back into the main office, winking as she flashed a huge smile to the receptionist Erin. It was afternoon and most of the office was in a quiet stupor, willing 5 o'clock to come so they could go home. Pam however was excited beyond words. Though she also wishing the clock would speed up, it was...
Chapter 1: Attack of the Catgirl. Erin could not have foreseen how her day would end nor how her life would change so drastically. It was Friday night and she was letting her hair down, metaphorically at the Club. The Yard was a New York fetish club catering mostly to the S&M and Goth crowds, though they did occasionally have a swingers night about once a m...
Marcus Erin didn't know how long she stood there crying, but Michael and Clare embraced her in support and allowed here grief to run its course. When she looked up, very few people remained within the auditorium. She wiped her eyes with her hands and Clare admonished her saying, "You have no reason to apologize. Baby girl, if need to cry, you get that out."...
This story is the seventeenth in a series. The prior stories will give context and character background. Hopefully, however, this story may be read enjoyably by itself. ___________________________ The departure of Jane and Lucinda from our office, after only a brief stay, went amicably enough. Carla and I were busy enough that there was no real revenue hi...
Erin Wilson put the finishing touches to her make up before tying her long blond hair into a tight bun. She looked at herself in the mirror. She was a model of neat professionalism in her business suit with buttoned up blouse. Her confident looks hid her nervousness - today was an important day and she knew it. Play this right and her career could skyrocket....