Chapter 13: Trespasser Junie looked up from the picture of R. P. Sanders that Donna had found on the internet. She pointed at the picture. "Yes, Ma'am, that was the lady." Donna started muttering soft angry obscenities, and then she took a deep breath. "Good girl not stopping and talking to her." Junie giggled, "Sometimes being afraid of strangers is an...
A very good blowjob Another boring dinner with a potential client and his wife. Another mediocre restaurant; not too cheap, but definitely not expensive. Just... inoffensive. Meant to impress me without making too much of a dent in the expense report. I'm sure it succeeded at the latter, but it failed at the former. When times are good, my services sell th...
0001 - Tempro 0003 - Conner 0097 - Ace - Zimmel 0098 - Lucy 0101 - Shelby (mother ship) - Derrick 0125 - Lars 0200 - Ellen 0301 - Rodrick 0403 - Johnathon 0667 - Marco - Brown 0778 - Jan 0798 - Celeste - Shelby (human) 0908 - Tara - Mara 0999 - Zan 1000 - Sherry - Lucie (for the moment) ---------------------------- Derrick was pacing the deck...
I had been in Los Angeles about a year when my boss told me he wanted me to attend an annual librarians' conference. The only snag was it was to be held in LA! "Don't worry, Linda," he laughed, "I'll make it up to you by putting you up in the swank hotel next to the conference venue so it will seem like an out of town trip." Which was eminently fair, I tho...
"Thank you dad," said Mason and he ran upstairs to begin planning Ginny's dress with the Georgian for homecoming. Upon leaving the room Mason unknowingly dropped Ginny's essay from the inner pocket of his jacket. His father picked it up, unfolded it, and read it again, as if committing it to memory. You took me to that room, and I knew I was in trouble. I w...
I'm Emelie, 32 years old Scandinavian wife married to a nice guy by name Adam. We have two nice kids and until recently I thought my life was as good as it ever could be. But then my husband turned it to real mess. I demanded him to write down his story, which I translated to English and with a helpful assistance of a co-worker downloaded it to this story si...
Chapter Three: Sometimes I'm Happy Late in the morning Frank Tucker sat in Longchamps nursing a hangover that he hadn't quite chased away yet. He had no idea why he was in Longchamps. He remembered coming out of his hotel about an hour ago with the idea of getting some fresh air. He'd walked south on Fifth Avenue until he thought it might be a good thing to...
By all accounts, Stanley Dalton was a world-class prick. I didn’t know him well, having been introduced to him just four months ago, and only seeing him a few times since. But even from those brief encounters I wholeheartedly concurred with the consensus. There was something about him that rubbed you the wrong way from the start. A kind of greasy, sleazy a...
John Carmichael had been tempted nearly all his adult life. When he was a priest he constantly had to fend off the attempts of the women in his various parishes to get inside his cassock. He had left that life behind ten years ago and built a successful IT company from nothing but every day was still a challenge. He remained a regular churchgoer and still tr...
"Miss Rhodes, it's time to wake up," said the voice from the speakers. I rolled over under the sheets and was immediately racked with another orgasm. I had fallen asleep with the dildos still inside me! The purple vibrator slipped out easily, but the glass dildo met some resistance as the mushroom-head reached my sphincter. With a little 'pop' the glass co...