Note: This story is the twentieth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous nineteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly...
My next appointment was with a clueless blonde for a review of her financial position. She came to her CFP appointment alone for first time. When Stella escorted her in, I couldn't help staring at her sexy curves in a perforated white top and ankle-long, flared-bottom white skirt. The translucent skirt revealed her long and shapely legs as well as her pale b...
Chapter 46 The Legacy of Archangel Michael Michael's bank flourished and he prospered personally and financially as well as emotionally, spiritually, and intellectually. When he prospered so did his community of South Boston because, unlike other patron saints of the people who helped their neighborhoods only because they grew up there and leaving when they...
Arriving for the start of another day at work, I glanced at my watch before entering the Centennial Bank's Headquarters. I was right on time despite near gridlocked traffic on the Dan Ryan Expressway. The drive from my home in Willowbrook, an upscale community west of Chicago, had taken an hour to complete. My high-heels clicked noisily on the terrazzo flo...
Ellen and I had ratcheted up the intensity of our relationship once we had both come clean about our sexual natures. You see, we were a perfect fit – she was a slut and I adored her for it. But there was more than a simple co-dependency at work here. Our mutual revelation had brought a welcome honesty to other levels of our relationship as well. When not eng...
Author's note: This is my first erotic publication. This is the start of what will be an ongoing series. A large amount of it is already written and just needs to be polished before it is published. I hope you enjoy. Chapter 1: The Deal Lola Darcy was 20 years old, and had never really taken responsibility for anything in her life. This made her just ine...
Joann Snyder did not blush as she removed her bra and panties. In fact, she stood erect, poised and confident. At age forty two, she had a pedigree of being married to a Vice President, just laid off, of a major tobacco company, past woman's President of the "Burning Palm" country club, owner of two Mercedes, and a four hundred thousand home. She had graduat...
I began noticing him weeks ago. He came into the sandwich shop every day at 1:25 after most of the lunch crowd had dispersed. I would watch from the window as he came from the high-rise across the street. He always had a copy of some financial newspaper under his arm. He wore an expensive suit and I surmised that he must be a financial consultant of some kin...
I arrived in the coffee shop in the Student Union ten minutes late. I didn't want to appear anxious and I thought it better form to locate her rather than have her see me and bring him to my table. And there she was. I saw her from the side but didn't get a very good view of him. As I got closer I was surprised by his look and his looks. He wasn't bad looki...
He smiled as he dropped the five envelopes into the mailbox and kept walking. That was the last piece of the nasty business he had to handle. Briefly he wondered how long it would take for the explosions to start. He knew when they would finish; August thirty first. That was the date they would sit down in the lawyer's office and go over all the financial r...