Jason lay with his fingers laced behind his head. His hair was still slightly damp from his bath, and his body was tired from the day’s labor. He felt good, stronger then he’d ever been. The last few months had proved more trying then he would have guessed. He rose before dawn every morning and was constantly busy all the day long. Cleaning was a large part...
Hi everyone! A thousand pardons for taking so long to continue this story – it's been eighty percent finished for months! I'll make sure hubby gives me a good, hard spanking for being so tardy. ;-) Jack and I sat in the empty waiting room of Dr. Fairchild's clinic, as the reception staff left for the day, wishing us a good night as they departed. I noticed...
It's dusk as I pull into the side lot of the university library—the one you instructed me to use should I ever visit you at work. I'm pleased with myself for following your texted directive to the letter: knee-high black Italian leather boots, my red tartan skirt that hits me mid-thigh and a v-neck cashmere sweater straining to contain the tits you so love t...
After 12 years of marriage a couple should get to know each other pretty well, or I thought so, then my husband, Bobby (and I'm Janice), seemed to change almost over night, into some kind of a sex manic. I think the devil himself has got into him. All I know is that we used to have sex once a week and now my husband is having me perform sex, kinky sex! Every...
Another day in the ongoing adventures of Dick and Ayva. Life cannot always be ups... ups... ups. ******* Dick's timing was all-wrong. He had waited too late. Ayva was more than three quarters asleep when he romantically kicked her chair and jerked his head toward the bathroom. Ayva sighed, her parents had visited for almost two weeks now and it seemed li...
I light the candles, turn off the lights, put on some soft music, close the curtains and wait for the knock on the door. A few minutes later I am standing by the door with the leash in my hand as the knock comes and anna crawls in. It is fairly dark and I don't know if she see me standing there or not. As she crawls past me I reach down and take hold of her...
Her husband was flirty with another woman. A girl really. She looked to be in her early twenties. Beautiful. Tanned. Young. She didn't envy that little girl much. But there was a flush of shame that was always there when he did something like this in public. With her right next to him. Her husband, Robert, had finally given up even the little bit pretenc...
Mischa was impossibly turned on. She stared at her reflection in the mirror; flushed cheeks, bright eyes, smeared lipstick. She didn't need to reach down to know she was dripping wet; she felt it every time she squeezed her legs together, and she knew she had the look of a woman who had either just gotten some or was about to. In her case, both were true. N...
I told you up front. You can't say you didn't know. I learned long ago about myself. I have a fetish? Craving? Need? What will you call it? I know well enough to tell women I date more than once about my little "problem" before it looks like things might get serious. By the time I'm thinking I want to spend more time with them and they're thinking I'm the...
"Yes sir, I realize I made mistakes. Going for a midnight ride in Mr. Brentwood's Porsche and rolling it over into that field of cabbages, that was clearly a lapse in judgment. And earlier that evening, when I opened the shower door as Grandmother Cabot was taking a shower and smacked her on the ass .." "Watch your language, young man." "Yes, your Honor. A...