The idea for this story was inspired by an idea from a reader. If you haven't read chapter one yet, I suggest you do so to fully understand the story. The references to an incident involving President Pierce, the former First Lady and Speaker of the House come from a previous story, "Revenge in Advance: The Briefing." The first chapter prompted a lot of q...
Tight Fits Continued: Tom visits Amber and Karen at College By Ralle *This story is a continuation of the 5-part series A Summer of Tight Fits. (All persons engaged in sexual activity in this story are over 18 years old. Any similarities between this story and real people are purely coincidental.) ***** Mrs. Wilson lay in bed Saturday night after a ful...
Adam parked the big car a block away from Jillian's little cottage. This corner of the city was a mix of older mews and terraces, interspersed with newer apartments and warehouse conversions. Most of the street parking was permit only, one car space per dwelling. He walked on the sunny side of the street, feeling the last warmth of the day on his skin. It w...
***This is an Antebellum story*** The cold air whipped through the cracks of the door and small openings in the tiny cabin. The fire was going dead and adding more wood to it seemed futile as Abigail knew it was her last moments in the cabin she had called home. It was the only cabin she knew in her life other than her mother's cabin, and now it would soon...
I'm not the type of man who does things by half measures. If I'm going to spend any amount of time on something, I'm all in. I've always been that way. When I was a kid, I monitored the tips on my paper route carefully. The best tippers were invariably older people, likely those who missed their grandchildren. I immediately found a local seniors living commu...
Fifteen Mirja spent the next three days trying to cram in as many hours as possible reading the book Sigrid had brought her. She had questioned the Sister about how in the seventh she had been able to get access to the restricted section of the Library, but the woman had been as silent as a Scriptomancer in training. Finally, Mirja had given up and Sigrid h...
*** Disclaimer *** This is a FICTIONAL cuckold/cheating/voyeur themed story. If this might offend your delicate puritan sensibilities, then I advise to not read further. If you choose to and it reminds you of your own failings as a husband/boyfriend, keep that in mind before you're compelled to bombard me with poorly compiled illiterate "We don't tolerat...
Authoress' note: Thank you all so much for the reviews and comments! This is meant to be an intersection of story and sex, with "real" and meaningful characters, both "on-screen" and "backstage". Think of this like an episodic multimedia show, kind of like if WWE seamlessly blended Raw or Smackdown with Total Divas and a "reality" show backstage. It's not al...
This is a follow up to the story Tangled. hope you enjoy reading. Prologue Denise McGrath stopped her car at the edge of the forest, near the beginning of a well known trail. She got out and unloaded her camping gear from the trunk, checking it for the third time that day: tent, flashlight, food, book, medical kit, bug spray. She wasn't used to camping, b...
"Mark -- we need to talk." Oh shit, I thought. Here it comes. "Um -- what about?" I replied, striving for nonchalance. "Us." I looked up from my dinner plate, regarding my wife's expression closely from across the table. I saw hesitation in her translucent blue eyes. "Before you start, I need you to know something, Kat." I paused, speaking with my eyes....