Chapter 19 Lights, Camera, Action! Later that night, Nancy felt someone rubbing her breasts and opened her eyes expecting to see Paul, but instead, it was Jeanne's hand that was fondling her. Seeing that Nancy was awake, Jeanne leaned over and whispered for her to change places and with some awkwardness, the two women switched positions in the middle of th...
Trying to persuade Dr. Pemberton and Campbell to relinquish their claim to super-asymmetry, they had a meeting between the four of them and President Siebert, but it was going nowhere. As Pemberton and Campbell left, they ran into Barry Kripke. He stopped, "Greg Pemberton, you old so-and-so." They shook hands and he turned , "Uh, let me introduce you to my...
J.D. Weatherspoons Pubs Possess Certain Charms An excitable and sexy law clerk with a growing sex addition decides on a spontaneous lunchtime liaison. My father and I had hopped on the bus to the seaside town of Scarborough, one bleak Autumn day to do some shopping before taking off to southern Spain for some R&R. The old man took the opportunity to...
March 1 "Squeeze my finger." I squeezed. "Again, but without moving your penis." I squeezed again. "Don't move your legs or your bum. Use the muscle to squeeze, as if you're holding in poop." I used the muscle. "Better. Again, Ethan." I did it again. "Good; your penis didn't move that time. You have to practice that squeeze. Ten sets of ten, five se...
Thank you to those who gave me positive feedback for chapter one. I apologise to those who thought it was a little too close to nonconsent for comfort. It was not my original intention but suited Cynric's desire to conquer and rule. I hope you enjoy the next instalment. All feedback and any constructive criticism will be well received. Alais awoke to discov...
Introduction: This is a work of fiction, but it is rooted in some fact. I've been reading Loving Wives stories for several months; most involve infidelity. In some cases the author finds the causes for the fidelity are rooted in some mental issue. I did some research, and found some interesting takes on this theme. This is a story that covers just two days...
Lunch was over. Srikala was clearing the table; her husband of a fortnight Vasanth was reclining on the sofa feeling pleasantly replete. It was a splendid meal. For his wife, one only recently out of college, to produce a meal of this quality was surprising. The biriyani was done just the way Vasanth liked it with the rice not discrete as professional cooks...
Thanks to Costermonger, Hale1 and Findegil for their editing. ***** "Well, that's a very interesting offer," I said. "I'm afraid the job just isn't for me." Tom Jackson wasn't happy about the decision. I decided I'd just have to live, somehow, with his unhappiness. "This isn't making me very happy, Adams," he said. "Everyone I've ever offered a partner...
The dark shape that filled the far end of the only complete conference room on the pirate skyship oozed dread. Malevolence seemed to seep from every single pore of the shadowy form, and the darkness that filled the conference room, cast by harsh electric lights that were hung from the ceiling and walls by copper wires and cheap adhesive tape, was filled with...
Abby and I got married as soon as I finished law school. I already had a job lined up with a large law firm and Abby was working as a computer technology consultant to school districts around Chicago. Soon after we married we bought a duplex in the suburbs. We planned to live in one side of the house and rent out the other to help with the mortgage payments....