This challenge was to write about women and power. IMHO there's no better place to set such a tale than Sodom and Gomorrah on the Potomac. Only the names have been changed here, to protect the (as yet) unindicted. Thanks to my buddy RichardGerald for the legal advice and my good friends at Split-Infinitives for the opportunity - particularly the amazing Mr....
*** I'd like to thank Jill for her contributions to this story!*** The alarm clock emitted its shrill electronic squawk, rudely pulling Eric Baxter from his pleasant slumber. Groaning, he rolled over, shot an arm out and slid the alarm button to off, relieved by the silence that once again engulfed the bedroom. Getting up, putting on his glasses, he looked...
CHAPTER 8: OFFICE SLUT IN TRAINING The next morning, Cori woke up and showered early. Ty was already gone, she knew, but Harris was still in bed, naked. She had woken up in the middle of the night with his erect cock poking her in the eye. She remembered that he had face-fucked her and then rolled off to the side, and they had both fallen asleep almost inst...
As with many of my stories, this story could have gone in a number of different categories. I want to give a big 'Thank You' to my two editors who make my stories what they are, LadyCibelle and Techsan. Their encouragement, insight and editing prowess makes my story a much better read. I've read hundreds and hundreds of stories about cheating spouses. I use...
Chapter 1 It was a long and tiring drive to Philadelphia. Normally, I can drive straight through from Rochester to Philly in about six hours, if the roads are clear and the weather is good. The roads weren't clear and the weather wasn't good, so it took us upwards of nine hours. Jackie and the baby slept almost the entire time, which was good in that Timmy...
"Come on, let's make a run for it," John yelled over the downpour of rain to his wife, Debbie. John had taken his wife golfing for the first time and now they were caught in the middle of a thunderstorm. After the next rumble, lightning flashed only a second later. "Shit," Debbie yelped, grabbing his hand so he could help pull her along. Soaking wet the...
By Ezra Zane I met Prince Mohammed, first son and heir of a sheik, my junior year when he transferred to The Petroleum Engineering School at The University of Texas. We discovered we both liked hunting, golf, fast cars, a good laugh and women, as well as the oil business. We became best friends. Attracting women wasn't a problem for me. My family wasn't in...
Notes from the author: Hello reader. In parts 9, 10 and 11, I introduced Alyson Reese. The real person Alyson is based on is described as Asian, tall, shapely and blond. All of that was clearly stated on the flash drive I had accidentally procured from my old job. Read the introduction in part two for the history of the flash drive if you like. Of course I...
Author's Notes: Here it is, the (hopefully) much anticipated next segment of our journey with Kat and Paul. If you haven't read the first two parts, please go do so. This will make very little sense by itself. Any references to real entities are for reference purpose only. I do not own any of those names. A big thanks to GaiusPetronius – he stepped up and...
Chapter Two: Changes Please be advised: There are some homosexual references in this story. Tracy Jenkins woke up Sunday morning as she usually did. A nice stretch and a hug for her husband before getting up and rousing the kids. As she stretched though, the previous night's activities came back to her in the form of a dull ache from her rectum. She tense...