At thirty I felt I achieved everything in life that I had hoped for during my formative years. I've never been too ambitious and when I paused to look at my life over my shoulder I felt I couldn't have done anything better. Graduation from Eton, a plush job at one of the best software firms, an amazing wife for whom my happiness towers over her deepest needs...
Author's note: First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story. I greatly appreciate his help in improving the story and its readability. Next, if you've read my earlier stories and like the theme you can skip the rest of this, it's redundant. The central theme in this story is Female Dominat...
Jungle Love, or The Silk Scarf Interludes Turning and turning in the widening sunlight, Saxby Chambers tossed her suitcase on the white matelass coverlet of the bed, and opened the louvered shutters opening onto the porch. Her bungalow was perfect, isolated by a winding gravel path and opening onto a rainforest view of hundreds of brilliantly colored butter...
Many thanks to Chicago Dave in helping me with this story. You will have to read my previous stories to get caught up as to how I arrived at this point in my life. My name is Betty Jean, a small town girl, who had just married my high school sweetheart, Joel. We had a beautiful June wedding with all of our friends and relatives attending. A friend of min...
Note: This story picks up where "Mistress Begins the Party" left off. You may want to read it first, but it isn't strictly necessary. Note: This story contains some male-male sexual activity. ----- "Now let the orgy begin!" Mistress called out to the crowd. Around her were almost 50 people in a circle, all robed in white, a stark contrast to her own bla...
"Hello?" A woman's voice responded, "Mr. Johnson?" "Yes." "Mr. Bill Johnson?" This was a telemarketer's call. It had all of the telltale signs. He would hang up on her soon. "Yes." "Hi, I'm calling on behalf of Moonlight Sales and we'd like to thank you for your recent purchase." "Oh! Okay." "We have a free gift for you." She gushed in typical sal...
This is for darling Megs with love 1 Lance CPL Liz relaxed contentedly on her bed in the correctional officers' dorm. She had now been working in her lowered status at the principal men's prison for six months and enjoyed being outside in the warm weather. She liked the crisp white short-sleeved blouse and tight black shorts that the c.o.'s wore, along wit...
The Lady In Red (just for sex) Friday night is my night out. I’m not married and I work hard all week. 9 to 5 is bullshit. It is more like 9 to 9 and sometimes 9 to 10 or 11. Then back home to bed. Sex is what I have only on the week ends. Friday and Saturday I go out. I hit the bars, gay and bi bars mostly. I’m bi. That way I can score twice as much as a n...
I got a call from John and Simon after our little get-together. They gave me a number of some guy who new someone who knew someone. I gave him a call, and apparently there was this company in London which specialized. I asked him in what, and he said everything. I hung up being no less confused than at the start of the conversation, but I rang the number he...
The funeral was a mournful affair, the family cloistering Billie with umbrellas in the wintry wind-swept squalls that blow in from the Atlantic as this time of year. At least it wasn't snowing as the casket was lowered, the last ritual completed and the family escorted Billie back to her home on Elk Street. At the house wine, beer and whisky loosened tongu...