(There is no sex in this chapter. It didn't seem to fit.) The entire drive home was made in complete silence. I huddled in the passenger's seat and stared out the windshield. I had no idea what I could possibly say. He finally broke the silence after we pulled into our garage. He didn't break it much. "Come on." I remained frozen in the car. "I said, COM...
Carmen was perhaps the most beautiful woman I had ever seen – she lived upstairs from me in my college dormitory. Carmen's father was from Puerto Rico and her mother was Polish and she had the most incredible light brown skin and green eyes you will ever see. I had seen her once in her bathing suit at the pool but having gotten to the swim party late she was...
Another Monday, another ho hum workweek at the office. After our weekend with Michael, I ended up more turned on than satisfied. Seemed like the more I fucked, the more I wanted to be fucked. Super slut, indeed. Plus the weekend seemed too far away to see my mystery man again. I was forming a plan, and this time I'd be the one in control. Would I work him...
I first met Hope at my company's Christmas party. She is married to Paul, one of my co- workers at the company. He had mentioned his wife a few times but, while I had thought she might be good-looking, I had no idea that she was stunning and sexy besides. I had brought Stella as my date. Starlight Bright Johnson, better known as Stella, is a vision herself....
He stripped and waded into the bathing pool ... the windows open to the mountain air ... a crisp beautiful day, the sun shining in and caressing His form as He walked waist deep. The water flowing thru the pool warm and inviting, scented with mountain flowers and fresh and clear. The scars and muscles on His body showing clearly in the light, a tall Man, str...
My mistress, Mistress Angela, has commanded me to write this account of how we met and how we live. I have been Mistress Angela's money slave and cuckold for three months now. She moved in with me a little over a month ago. I met Mistress Angela just over a year ago. She was working as a dancer at the Gold Club. My wife had died the year before, and I was l...
How had she found herself in this situation? She glanced down at her body, unrecognizable in its current get-up, even the smallest movement causing her pain, and thought back over how she'd gotten here. She'd taken a risk she wouldn't normally have taken, she admonished herself, and now she was paying the price. This situation was exactly why well-behaved w...
I love the smell of leather in the morning. Or in the afternoon. Or at night. You might just say I've got a "thing" for leather. It was just a typical day when I walked into the store during my lunch break. What store you ask? The one with studded leather on their mannequins. I love coming here. I'll stand and smell the leather and caress the floggers, longi...
Chris tossed and turned in his bed as he tried to get his mind off his date with Delilah Saturday night. Finally he drifted off only to wake up in a cold sweat at 3am. The anticipation rushed back to him as he lay awake wondering, thinking, excited at the evening that lay before him. He thought about his clothes, makeup, shoes, but most of all he wondered wh...
Julie and I had been married five years. We had been moved, more-or-less forcibly, by my firm, from the North of England, to the Commuter-belt, semi-detached, keeping-up-with-the-Jones's-country, and all that. Our marriage was OK. If I say it lacked a certain spark, I risk a visit from the ACP (Authors' Cliché Police) but it was probably true of many five-ye...