I saw my soon to be mistress, Christie, in the courtyard at the beginning of the following week. She sat across from me at my table and talked as I ate. "Can you get away from here for the last half of your day on Thursday?" She asked. I told her that I probably could. She told me the name of the hotel that she reserved and said that she had already taken...
Once again, I awoke with a hangover in an unfamiliar bed, this time to find that I wasn't alone at all. There was a hand tugging on mine, pulling me up with a physical strength that belied its owner's twinky persona. It was definitely a man's hand, and as I looked up at its owner, I saw the beaming face of my best friend and best man, Carlos Suarez. The sass...
The piece of carpet that Emma had put in the garage for me was about 4 feet by 5 feet, and as I examined it, I could see that it had been unevenly cut from a larger piece, probably a remnant from a local carpet store. I sat down on the plush white carpet and gathered my thoughts. I had just had the most incredible sexual experience of my life; first being pu...
Helene walked down the market town's High Street on a drowsy summer afternoon. The elastic had gone in her left stocking and it kept falling over her knee. She had escaped for the afternoon, escaped to meet her girlfriend, and the one day of the week when she would know where Miranda was. Johnson's department store, lady's fashions. The schoolgirl pushed op...
It had been a little over a month since my first transsexual encounter and it still felt like it was yesterday. My night with Michelle had been a night of many firsts for me but I regretted nothing about it, only that I had to hide it from my girlfriend. I wasn't the cheating type and it did bother me to a certain extent that I was keeping this from Brittany...
Edited by sun_sea_sky Thank you for your time. "What the fuck were you thinking? Were you even thinking at all?" Robyn slapped Thomas across the face hard, a bright red hand-print forming immediately. "You think I'm stupid? You think I didn't see you grab the babysitter's ass as you walked down the drive?" She grabbed his zipper pulling down, extract...
Definitely not a stroke story and definitely not the usual fare you find here. You have been warned. Not a day goes by without my thinking of that day. Nor do I ever expect a day to pass without recalling it. I remember the events in exact detail. It started less than a week before that day. Doug had returned from a business trip early Sunday afternoon. He...
Dona Britt was a sexy mid-management Human Resource executive known for her quick wit, her grace, her style, and her impeccable dress. It was often joked that Dona had direct deposit to Nordstrom and Saks Fifth Avenue. She always came to work smartly dressed with all the appropriate jewelry. There was never a strand of hair out of place, her desk was spotl...
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Thanks to jo for editing. There is no sex in this story but it's short and (according to my editor) a good read. Enjoy. Remember, this is fiction. Copyright 2011 by the author. ******** As I pulled into the parking lot of Baxter's the first thing I noticed was how old everything looked. I knew this place well, since I grew up just a few blocks from her...