"May I sleep with you?" Continued from Chapter 02: It was a short drive to my house. I live at the end of a cul-de-sac where the trees that surround my property afford me a level of privacy to walk out on my front porch naked, if I so wanted without anyone seeing me. Not that I'd walk out on my front porch naked, who wants to see a 50-year-old man naked? M...
Mark was my roommate for one year in college. We didn't get along well. Nothing bad, but our personalities just didn't mesh. Tonight he had his new girlfriend, Kate, over, though I hadn't seen her as I was in bed trying to sleep. I'm not great at falling asleep. It often takes me an hour or more, so if I got up to greet her or anything like that, I'd be up f...
Chapter 13 Roxanne felt like a nerve wreck walking through the busy main hall of the mall. Her face smelled strongly of Leila's feet and judging from some of the gestures people they passed made, she guessed others could smell it to. If only the ground would open up beneath her feet, she would be so grateful. Instead she just tried to stay as close to Savan...
This is another Mrs. Jones story but it will have two parts. Each Mrs. Jones story can be read by itself. Comments are always helpful and this character owes a lot to people who sent comments including some who are a lot like Mrs. Jones. Thank you. If you include an email in your feedback, I always try to reply. I hope you enjoy part one. ***** Mrs. Jones...
CHAPTER 20: SORREL AND EVE'S LITTLE CHAT The following Saturday - 2005. Sorrel perched uncomfortably on the edge of Eve's sofa, clutching her glass of red wine with both hands, terrified that she would spill even a single drop on Eve's expensive looking pale furniture. The invitation to come over for a drink and a chat had come completely out of the blue t...
My apologies for posting the introduction separately and so long ago. I had intended to post the follow up right away, but RL and COVID-19 have had a hand in screwing with the world. As a result, much of my time for writing has been occupied. I finally was able to spend some time on this and here is the result. Part 3, the finale, is being reviewed now. It s...
The beautiful Cassie lay underneath the thrusting body of Leroy. Her slim white legs were spread wide, facilitating the deep penetration both she and Leroy craved. Lost in the depths of their lovemaking, she heard heavy panting in the room, but then realised it was hers! Leroy's sexual abilities were again causing her to lose herself in ecstasy. She could fe...
"So, he asked you, right?" Tanya looked at Joan with an expectant look on her face. The blond cradled her books in her left arm. Her right hand rested on her hip. "Who asked me what?" Joan pulled her binder and biology text book out of her locker. "Aaron, dummy!" exclaimed the pretty blond. "He asked you to the prom, didn't he?" "Oh, that." Joan sounded...
Copyright Oggbashan May 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is inspired by the Lehar song: Vilja. A Vilja is a wood nymph...
Note to Reader: Any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. ***** After her ordeal of losing her memory, Garie was unsure of herself. She reasoned that her analytical skills have diminished and discussed Chance's offer of not returning to work soon. They lay in bed after a restful sleep. "I know you have to go back to work tomorrow, but I wa...