The Master of the house ran a tight ship. Strict but fair, firm but reasonable. He had a lively personality, and a good sense of humor when he wanted to utilize it. A quite social man, he often threw lavish parties for esteemed guests and old friends. He could typically be found standing tall, blue sparkling eyes dancing with impish delight as he regaled his...
Prelude This chapter contains several long flashbacks. It should be clear where these start and finish, but to make sure that you have no problems, the flashbacks start and end with wavy lines: ~~~~ ***** It was Sunday morning and Mary knocked on Lord Fenwick's bedroom door. When there was no answer, she knocked again. Eventually, he told her to enter. "B...
After a grueling day at school, Mark Martinique heads home at last. Taking summer courses at Carleton University was not his idea of a good time. Seriously. The summer heat had the City of Ottawa in a chokehold and even though he was born and raised in the island of Haiti, in the heart of the Caribbean, Mark was affected by the heat just like everybody else....
Still considering ideas for part three, feel free to shoot me some ideas and you may just be a part of the next (final?) chapter. ***** Just a recap 9 years ago I went to Cancun where I met and made love to a beautiful mermaid named Genevieve. After having sex she left back to the depths of the Caribbean. Since then I have been going back the same week eve...
The wicked fun that otherwise conventional and conservative couples have behind closed doors, eh? The name is Farah Hussein and I'm a young Black Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the town of Mogadishu, Somalia, and raised in Ontario, and consider myself Somali-Canadian rather than merely Canadian. Not a day...
It was still early in the evening and I was quite hungry. I decided to get dressed and go out for dinner. I slipped on the black lace thong and bra along with a pair of matching silk thigh highs. Wanting to show off my legs I chose the slinky dress and stiletto heels that Sara had sold me earlier. As the dress slid down over my body I studied my look in the...
It was nearing noon on Sunday morning when Beth awoke to find Rich lying next to her on his back still sleeping soundly. Both were naked, but that was how they routinely slept, at least in the years since they had moved to Palo Alto. The room was warm from sun that had been streaming in the windows for several hours. She tossed the sheet aside, thinking, o...
The only thing I liked better than sleeping with Mitra was waking up with her. Nothing gave me that feeling of being exactly where I should be like lying next to her in bed when I opened my eyes. I noticed it was still dark and heard her say, "Oh good you're awake. Get up and come with me to the bathroom. We need to get ready quickly." When we arrived in t...
When I wake up in the morning I feel your absence from the bed before I even open my eyes. I lay there for a bit listening for sounds of you in the house, but there's nothing. I roll over and look at the clock. It's 7:45. The sun is up but low, still casting heavy shadows into the backyard beyond your night stand. I lean over and put my face on your pillow,...
Genevieve slowly opened her eyes. She was lying on her back gazing up at the ceiling. She stretched luxuriously, then rolled over and tightly hugged the soft pillow. She felt totally relaxed. The full body massage that Jack had given her the night before was really very relaxing. Despite the heavy drinking, she felt completely at ease. She thought. "He is al...