I met Jim through the usual way I met people these days. He was a fan of my writing. He had sent me a message thanking me for my work and told me how much he enjoyed it. As I do with all my fans, I returned his email thanking him for being a fan. We kept exchanging emails and soon a nice friendship was formed. We talked about jobs and home lives. I found o...
"You really have to want it yourself?" "I do! Otherwise I wouldn't say it." "And when you want to start with it?" "Soon. Next weekend?" "Okay. Yhen I have some time left to arrange some things." "What kind of things?" "All kinds of things I'll need. Photo, video and more of that." "Where will they be processed? I don't like to know that they all see m...
(Author's note: This story is an entry into the third Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story will be kept secret until Wednesday, November 20, 2013, when the author will be revealed in the comments section following this story. There are no prizes awarded during FAWC; this is simply a friendly competition.) (Inspiration f...
"Nervous, too damned nervous," she thought as she pulled into the hotel parking lot. "What am I doing here?" She got out of her vehicle, glancing in the mirror first to make sure her hair was good and there wasn't anything stuck in her teeth. She was amazed at how the adrenaline had made her knees really wobbly. "I'm meeting a man, other than my husband, fo...
I was still in Miami and having a great time with my new friend, Carla. She’s a nineteen-year-old Latino girl that works as a maid in the hotel. Carla is a bit shy and naïve, but I’m working hard to change all of that. We’ve explored each other’s bodies a few times and since my husband was busy working on the last day of our trip, I was hoping to meet up wit...
This is the continuation of my story where my lover, Frank, and my husband, Joe, had “lent” me to Tom and PJ at the hotel we were staying in. The three of us had gone to Jamaica for a short holiday and met Tom and PJ at the hotel. They brought us to a very small town, about an hour’s drive from the hotel where there was a party every night. It was accepted t...
My name is Anna and I teach third grade in a local elementary school. I love my job and working with young kids is so rewarding. I am a single 24-year-old woman with a slim figure and a head of brunet hair that reaches halfway down my back. I am 5'6" tall and have been blessed with all the right curves I all the right places capped off with a 34 DD chest. I...
Karen never stopped loving me. I am very aware of that fact; she would tell me over and over when I spoke to her and there was little doubt it was true. The first days were probably the hardest for her although some of the times that followed she also found difficult to come to terms with what they made her do. I of course, hated it all but found it tougher...
If you scratch under the surface of a sleeping small town in Scandinavia you'll find out that the life there is far from as boring as visitors thinks. That's what happened to an average guy as me. When I came home from my work at a Wednesday afternoon Annie, my wife since 12 years told me, "Catrine rang me today and asked if I wish go with her to the Hotel a...
Rodney pulled up in front of the dorm, his stomach doing flip-flops. Jill had carefully selected his rental car, leaning toward the higher end without crossing the line to a sports car or luxury model. His outfit had likewise been chosen to edge toward the popular styles without contrasting too much with his normal, comfortable mode of dress. Despite Jill an...