This story is entirely fictitious. Any similarities to persons or things living or dead is purely coincidental and entirely unintentional. All persons depicted in a naked/sexual nature are 18 and up. Eighteen year old Jeremy Briarstein is forced to remain home while his parents go on an extended twenty year anniversary vacation. He is further dismayed to dis...
Thank you for reading my story. A couple of points to know: Authors note: This is my first story submission, and while I hope you enjoy it for what it is, I am welcoming all feedback, both critical and constructive. My goal is to improve as a writer, so If you wish to see a continuation of this story, please let me know. The Adventures of Tim Bodge As t...
Yes, finally chapter 13 is here! However, there is nothing unlucky about this chapter. Just the continuation of an amazing romance story. As always thank you Tigersman for your help editing my story and letting bounce ideas off of you.Scott parked his car at the high school and he and Sarah got out to head towards their lockers. He had convinced his sister t...
"Loren?" It was 5PM on Wednesday. "How was your day?" I undid my tie and started unbuttoning my shirt, thinking about the coming evening. "You have dinner plans?" I smiled, knowing she didn't, knowing she was just as likely waiting by the phone for me to invite her over. "Hmmm...well, I would love to see you over here. Five minutes too soon?" I smiled again,...
The red-eye from Hong Kong had been late and I was again regretting the flight choice. Deadlines are deadlines though, so I stood waiting for the carousel to show some sign of movement that might indicate baggage handlers attempting to make up for lost time. Fat chance! A small disturbance to my right caught my ear. "Stupid bitch, whadya mean you lost your...
This is a series of stories about the women of a company that uses a paw print as its logo. I make no representation as to the truth of these stories or who they may or may not represent. * I first met Caroline's husband Ed working in the supply department. He was sort of a quiet guy, about 5' 6" or so, and seemed to work hard at his job. I knew his wife w...
Captains log HMS Queen Charolette, July the 6th the year of our lord 1815. The ship yards of Deptford have came into view as the rising sun brought a new found cheer to my men. The sight of the city we left so many years ago brings to conclusion the Napoleonic wars. With Napoleon once again placed into exile, this time on the island of St. Helena we could fi...
In the morning I got a call from Michelle. "Get your ass over here," she said. "We're going shopping." I thought about complaining, but by then she had already hung up. I mean...then it passed through my mind, not to go, but there was something about her voice that I couldn't resist, and I'm sure it also had something to do with the fact that she was a tot...
I guess a lot of people had said right from the outset that our marriage wouldn’t work – but we proved them wrong. The first time I caught sight of Denise was in a rather peculiar situation. One of the chaps with whom I was working at the time was getting married and he arranged his own stag night! He was a very lonely man and desperately wanted to be liked...
DISCLAIMER: This story features a wife that takes control of both her and her husband's sexualities. If you are the type that dislikes this type of story and insists on making idiotic, disparaging anonymous comments, skip it and go elsewhere. If you like this type of story, I appreciate comments and private messages that let me know exactly how much you like...