Entering the last month of my six month contract things had changed so much since its inception. Kayla was basically the only one who was benefiting from the contract. Robby barely spoke to me or acknowledged me any more. Kayla required me to service her daily, tongue bath, foot worship, ass worship, piss drinking, massage, help with homework and reports,...
Waking up sometime later and remembering everything Grandma told me I was still exhausted and overwhelmed as I made my way into shower and dress. I opted for basic day wear clothing donning jeans and a light pink sweatshirt over my matching beige panty and bra, wearing no hosiery or socks as I slid into some straw colored canvas espadrilles giving me a littl...
This story is dedicated to one of my dear followers, who gave me the idea for a woman and an older man sharing a fantasy with each other. ;) -Erika ***** I could tell you how I ended up on one of the couches in the back of the bookstore after locking up, with Edward's strong arms wrapped around me. Let's just say that over the past few months this handsom...
Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper... The reference to Dr. Steiner comes from "The Beast Within." Please refer to my profile for more...
Grandmother was dead. It was about time. Elena felt horrible for thinking it, but she knew she wasn't the only one to feel a sense of relief at finally being out from under the old woman's tyranny. No one had been safe from Grandmother's bitter tongue or judgments, not even the niece whom she claimed to be her favorite. The family often said, when Grandmot...
Upon high school graduation most of my friends got to travel, and those that didn’t travel had jobs, and whoever was left, moved to a small town to live with their grandparents and get a summer job. As was the case with me. My parents believed that it would help to form me into a proper young man if I spent the last two months before college earning money an...
Once again this is not the story of my life. Just a tale of someone else's travails I've observed from the sidelines. A few details are changed for concealment and plausible deniability. Seems some did not like my last tale. Too bad. I'm not writing these for you. I'm writing for me. I've found an outlet for my anger, my rage, my betrayal. These tales are a...
Author's Note: I just want to thank you all for reading this and to ask a favor, please be sure to vote and either post comments or send me feedback as it progresses... thanks, and peace darkstone57 * It was late in the morning when she woke. From the sounds drifting in her open window, she got the idea that the guests for the party were already arrivin...
My eyes fluttered open. The bedroom was bathed in sunlight, silent but for the serene sounds of nature filtered through the window panes. Jenny, my wife, was still asleep, cradled in my arms. The gentle, peaceful rhythm of her breathing was a sharp contrast to the wildness which she'd engaged in last night. It was Sunday morning, our last day in town. The...
------ Part Three - History ------ Over the next two months, I made morning coffee visits two and mostly three times a week, and we met for lunch more than a few times. I found myself padding all of my purchases, giving my wife inflated numbers each time I'd put gas in my truck or make a purchase at the hardware store. It wasn't a significant amount of mone...