The woman's purple tinted hair blew slightly in the breeze. She sat, her green eyes watching through the front window for the little black car. Tonight was the night she was going to say something to her friend that had been on her mind for months. She was scared, but that was nothing new when dealing with her life. She glanced over at the small form laying...
This is a follow-up to "Small Favors...and Dirty Laundry," posted in the Mature section on 1/3/17. It helps to read that one first but not vital. In this third-person narrative, I've given the POV to our heroine, Rene Sutcliff. ***** So this is what they call midlife crisis, Rene Sutcliff thinks. It is just after Labor Day, soon after she and her husband...
I hate my fiancée's clocks. I can appreciate her sense of humor, but it's just so damned hard to figure out what time it is in her house. You see, all of her clocks run backwards. She's got three stooges clocks, Bill Clinton clocks, Goofy Clocks, and every other kind of gag clock that runs backwards. I'm not real fond of her mirrors either. The closest thi...
Jerome Halleck was a powerful captain of industry, with some 34 companies in his conglomerate of petroleum interests. He even owned some natural gas companies. He looked ahead, investing in alternative fuels. This ensured that his family would be ready for the change of fuels when oil ran out. He was 76 years old and 4 times divorced, with a track record of...
I'd learned my sexual prowess in the hands of Sadie, our married neighbor. Since I'd turned eighteen she had been my mentor. I was pushing twenty when she told me she was leaving the area because of her husband's health. I was devastated. Sadie looked into my sad eyes, "I really believe you're good enough to make yourself a little career out of your abiliti...
Hi! My name is Kathy and I am a bored and sex deprived rich wife of a very successful Singapore businessman. I have all the material needs pertaining to luxuries in life. The only problem is that my husband is too busy with his business that he did not have the time to make passionate love to me as he is seldom at home or come back late from business engagem...
Unfortunately, I encountered a bit of a bug with the first submission as spotted by one of my fans, so below is the ACTUAL version of Gigolo Ch9. Enjoy!!! * "Grant?" I heard the next morning. "Grant, wake up." I opened my eyes to see Claire lying next to me, as naked as she'd fallen asleep after our third fuck last night. "Hey babe, what time is it?" "Ei...
Author's note: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious and are eighteen years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Please vote and leave comments if you enjoyed the story and would like to see it continue. Suburban Teenage Gigolo Chapter One Satisfaction Guaranteed His mother answered the...
It was the usual boring Monday for Helen. The reviled one had left customarily early with the usual lack of any attempt at communication. The house and time were her own to do as she pleased. So why did she feel like a prisoner in this multi-million dollar mansion? Time, she sighed reminding herself and routine, too much of both. She'd met a young, handsome,...
There is no use hiding the facts. At 18, I was a male gigolo. I earned my money by satisfying the carnal needs of older women in our town. Our town was not a big town by any means; but you would have been surprised at the number of older, unsatisfied women in town. Once the husband hit 50 or so; or became succesful in business; or just got bored with the w...