Chapter 1 "Well they better win the whole thing with a 100 million dollar payroll," Carl said with a laugh. "Haha," Roger chuckled, "Sanderson, down the hall, went to see 'em face Boston." "The Lakers are on their East coast swing," Carl replied, "that's gonna be a barn burner." "Yeah, he's a huge Laker fan," said Roger. "Well, I'd love to sit here and...
The wind was blowing fiercely and the snow was quite deep. Everything had been cancelled, schools, government offices were closed even many of the local churches had given worshipers a day off using the rationale that, "God wouldn't want you to risk your life in this weather just to worship him." It made perfect sense. So, what to do? The kids were home and...
All things considered, the weather hadn't been a concern. This night had been planned for months. It wasn't simply a matter of scheduling and finding the right time. If that had been all there was to planning this night then the weather might have been considered, but instead it was only afterthought. This night required a different type of planning. My wif...
CHAPTER 1 Claudette Jones was the only child of a Welsh solicitor and a French cabaret-singer-cum-goodtime girl who reformed at the time of marriage. Claudette had dark hair as a child but by the time she started high school she was a blonde and remained a blonde until she died tragically in 2005. The nature of her death at thirty would not have come as a...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
'It's not fancy, but it's nice', he assures himself not for the first time, as he looks nervously at the entrance. The bunch of daisies beside him beginning to look not as proud as they had half an hour ago when he arrived, wet palmed and heart racing. He's had time to cool a bit, and his shirt has had time to relax it's carefully pressed fabric, the anticip...
In Which Chastity has an appointment with the Unholy Father... For Bear Part One: The Club “I can’t believe my Dad had me to come to his company pool party at the Club.” Chastity grumbled to herself while standing before the tall mirror completely nude. She stared into the mirror’s reflection of her deep violet eyes as she tied her waist-length, strawberr...
CHAPTER 1 Whenever he was bored, young Jack Holt didn't do what most young guys in their late teens or early twenties did, which was to look for a babe to mount. Like his parents he thought such behavior was disgusting, but so much for ignorance. Mankind has come a long way since the invention of the wheel and television and of course there was the woman wh...
Without any hesitation, I immediately opened Skype and typed her name on the search box and in a couple of minutes or so, I sent a message to her and a video call arrived to me. When it was opened, I couldn't believe what I saw. Puppy was there, in front of the webcam, wearing a black and red corset, black gloves with matching stockings and red panties. Sh...
What would life be without competition? Friendly? Probably. Calm? Most likely. But most of all, it would definitely be boring. * She was to kill or die for. Beautiful – for sure. But attitude! Sweet heaven, did Magdalene have the right attitude! We had known each other for years; three brothers in Budweiser arms and Magdalene, the centre of all our a...