Author's Acknowledgment: A big thank-you to Literotica user Jack_Meehoff for input that inspired this story. ____ The shithole tavern where I work is really busy tonight. There's a haze of smoke that fogs the dim, dingy bar. I see you sitting over there at that table in the corner of my section like you do every Friday night. You're eyeing me like I'm the...
I pulled up outside the old building, my chevrolet was dying on me. The engine was going to shit, so I needed to take it to a mechanic. I've been running low on money, so I had to find a cheap one. I managed to find a mechanic that would fix the engine for $50, which is the cheapest I had seen. It was a dilapidated building, the sign barely visible due to th...
As I walked through the enormous bay door of the shop, the familiar smells of grease and paint filled my head. Something about cars always made my blood rush. The air was thick with the smell of oil and tires. Instantly my mind was fixed on him. As I scanned the room cluttered with cars and tools, HE was nowhere to be seen. I could hear the sound of wrenches...
Episode 2: Sharon and Jamie. Things were pretty quiet in the Queen Vic, and Peggy could easily handle things in the bar, so Sharon thought she'd slip upstairs for a soak in the bath before the evening rush started. She turned on the hot tap and poured in some bubble bath before stripping off her thin cotton blouse and slipping out of her mini-skirt. She st...
He was still tense. The muscles of his arms bulged like ropes stretched tight under his skin. He looked back over his shoulder at Stan. He was staring at his ass with a big grin on his face. He squirted more grease on his fingers, pulled his ass cheeks apart and smeared it on his asshole. Fred groaned ad laid his forehead on the bed. "Jesus. I can't believe...
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by ABC. No money is being made and no infringement is intended. * * * * * Shirley Partridge closed the door behind Mr. Kim as he left and leaned against it. She looked at her watch. It was only one in the afternoon and she had already had sex with three men. Suddenly she remembe...
The next morning, before I left for Wilma's, Thelma made me stop, load that infernal grease gun and then squirt oodles of grease up into my ass. Once more I wasn't certain that she knew what she was doing, but I had no basis for an objection. As I approached the door of Wilma's Seamstress Shop, I couldn't help but be reminded of Thelma's closing remark as...
Rebecca Molson was the only daughter to Edwin and Olivia Molson. They owned the Molson Mercantile on Main St. in their small Kansas town. Mommy and Daddy gave her everything she wanted, and nothing she didn't, like discipline. Rebecca was spoiled rotten, and her tantrums were known throughout the town, as well as her shrill, whining voice. But the people o...
Chapter Two: Bedknobs & Broomsticks...? Everything was dark. Reina had to blink several times to reassure herself that her eyes were indeed open. Attempting to stretch her limbs, Reina found that she was being suspended from someplace high, for her feet did not touch the ground. "Ah, good, you're finally awake. You had me worried." Her memories catching...
Linda was doing very well in the police force and one day she was called in by her superintendent. "Well WPC Smith, I have some good news for you. The Home Office and the M.O.D. are trialling a joint scheme which gives members of the armed forces and members of the police force and the other emergency services, an opportunity to do an exchange for a month....