Carmen hit a soft lob over her opponent's head and charged to the net. The blonde she was dueling hustled back to the baseline and returned a cross-court shot that made the professor lunge and lose her balance The ball died on her racket, as did the match, and the blonde jogged up to the net wearing the victor's grin. "Great shot," Carmen mumbled. "I though...
The highly polished writing table was uncluttered, the only item encroaching its pristine surface being the letter of application Miriam Hancock had received from Emma Twist, the young woman who now sat stiff backed in the chair facing her. Miss Hancock folded her hands over the pieces of paper and gave the impression of ignoring them as she assessed the ca...
Next to sex, Beth's favorite pleasure in life was shopping. She would disappear for hours at a time, only to come home laden with packages from nearly every woman's store at the mall. Like clock-work, Saturday mornings at 10:00 a.m. would find her headed off for a morning (and often dragging on to early afternoon) of power shopping. Today was seemingly no di...
Emma and James stared at each other across the table. James lounged back in his chair, somehow managing to look smug and angry at the same time, and Emma was so shocked by what he'd said that she had actually stopped crying. James smirked at her. "You heard what I said. It's that or nothing." Emma was unable to speak, and he gave her a disappointed look as h...
Catherine Roman's chauffeur pulled in front of my house in a black Escalade to transport me to Mrs. Roman's country estate for a weekend visit. Because of a surprise snowstorm, I had canceled my Friday appointments. Nevertheless, I wore my business suit and traveled lightly at Mrs. Roman's behest. Climbing in, I nodded toward the SUV. "Strong and elegant, li...
(I would like to thank g1dnshwrgr1. My editor on this two part story, her help and advice has been invaluable. Please enjoy your read and I will get part two out as quick as I can.) * My office phone rang early this morning and I expected it to be her. "Yes?" "Good morning Martin, please will you allow me to go to the toilet?" Most mornings I would h...
Note from the author: Thanks to those who caught my little mistake, I can now correct the age gap. Penelope is twenty years old and the Marquess is thirty-two. They grew up as children and were contracted to be married by their fathers when she was six, and he eighteen. So there is a twelve-year gap and it has been about 10 years since they've seen each othe...
September 30th: The night of my true awakening as a woman, as a human being – the opening of my soul; the chance to embrace my true self, my submissive self ... what a remarkable feeling, this feeling of being alive, and now I know that there is no turning back. I had, at the urging of these deeply submissive desires, gone online to a site dedicated to as...
I’ve been waiting for you all day, and you just called to say you would be a little late. I’m disappointed…I miss you and I want you home with me all snuggled in for the evening...I jump into a nice, hot, scented bath...when I get out, I put on my favorite shirt of yours, you wore it yesterday, we had driven to the mountains and fucked like animals in the wo...
I "Please," he whispers. "Anything." She stands in front of him. Naked. Her body covered in sweat. Her breast are firm and golden; nipples alive with energy. Skin an indescribable shade of amber. Hair long and dark, like the eyes of a raven. Her slender fingers caress her pussy, enticing him to come closer. "Lick it," a whisper. An order. He hugs her knee...