She'd seen him on daddy's job site twelve years ago. Daddy had brought her on a business trip to New York. The boy was digging a small ditch with his Super Man action figure's head and paid no mind to her. Now Ginny lived in New York. She looked with one eye frantically into her locker mirror and the other eye coolly at his approaching figure. It was him aga...
Ginny, after 23 years of a racy life, hasn't slowed down at all. Here she deals with her 18-year-old nephew's naivete. Read "Ginny's Witnesses, Chs. 05 & 06," for some earlier group sex experiences. And please, vote for them all! Part 1 "Arjay! Auntie Uma is driving up tomorrow to stay with us a couple of weeks!" called my mom from her study. "Will you br...
The stars must have been just right, or I managed to figure out just the right way to hold my tongue, for I've had almost a week to do nothing but write stories! Thanks go to my partner for listening and laughing and letting me know when things work. He also said 'about time!' for part of the story. I hope you enjoy it. * "Who was on the phone?" Patrick as...
A new chapter at last. Between holidays and the beginning of the new year it was a real challenge to find time to get this all written! As always, thanks to my partner for inspiration, funny lines and editorial help when needed. Hope you enjoy this latest offering. More soon! * Luc woke up to see Meg staring at him. "What's the matter Meg?" he asked. "Di...
Ginny awoke to the smells of Earl Grey tea and hot cakes filling her nostrils. She was in a canopied bed and never felt so comfortable, warm, and was enveloped in goose down. The maid set down the teapot, arranged a few items on the tray and left the dark room. A glimmer of light shone through the heavy curtains and Ginny stared at the steam pouring upwards...
When Ginny was called in to see her boss that morning, she had no idea how radically her work-life would be altered. She had been the office manager for this private consulting firm for the last fifteen years, and Doug had been her boss since becoming the CEO five years ago when his father had retired. Doug was a good boss: he was competent, usually in a goo...
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Kate and I are working on another crime story with Karin Roland, our private investigator; but during a recent road trip, Kate indulged my need for some old Country & Western music by setting the dial to "Willie's Roadhouse" on Sirius/XM. As many of you may know, at least half, if not more, old C&W songs lend themselves to the "Loving Wives" genre. A song ca...
Chapter 4 Meeting Brian's friends and his family. Ginny Driver Stapleton was not your typical widow. She didn't have any gray hair, her skin was wrinkle-free, and she didn't pal around with other widows. Once she stopped wearing the silver band signifying that she had been married, she looked like any other single girl, carefree and happy. She didn't try...
Meg slept well curled up to Luc. She'd gotten use to the fact that he shifted at night. She understood the reason for the king sized bed too. The only problem she had was getting across the bed in the middle of the night. The wolf felt he had to protect her, even if it was from the dangers of the toilet. After a week of spending more time at his apartment t...