Introduction “Yes, I have my passport.” I reassured my mum for about the thousandth time as she kissed me on the head wishing me luck and telling me to have a good time. I was relieved to walk through the sliding doors into the terminal at Heathrow to the sight of all my friends. Our flight was leaving in three hours: plenty of time to go round the shops wit...
Candace Johnson is a 45 year old happily married, for almost 20 years, mother of 2 who has worked hard to climb high enough in the business world that she can control her own hours without effecting her substantial paycheck with the full support of her husband who since being a prop/costume etc. maker can be the stay at home dad whilst working from his shop...
Antonia was a fiery woman which is why she was now leaving the police station for the third time in two years. She had beaten up both her boyfriend and his lover and had sent his lover to the hospital with a bit more than superficial wounds. The Italian judge sentenced her to time served and admonished her to find someone faithful for a change. Antonia was...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: 'The Organisation Ch. I' contains graphic sexual scenes between adults. This story is FICTION. It does NOT depict the relationship between actual living people. It is NOT intended for readers under 18 or those who are easily offended by pornography. It is NOT for the squeamish. If you are UNDER 18, or if you ARE offended by pornography, please...
I know this one is long, but the way the plot wove into original sexual situations kept me writing. I hope you enjoy. ***** Chapter 1: The Arraignment "Would you look at her?" I took a sip of my champagne and looked at my friend incredulously. We were in a banquet hall with probably 300 other people. We were all wearing formal wear, and there were more t...
If you haven't read Chapters 1 through 3 yet, I suggest you read them first to pick up details not included in this chapter. * * * * The phone rang and Dad said, "Sue, its Tom." Suddenly I realized I was only dreaming—Christmas was still three weeks away! I answered and told Tom, "I just had the most horrible dream—I was pregnant and it was Christmas Da...
We arrived in Mexico, to a small town about forty miles from Mexico City. Culture shock doesn't begin to describe it. I knew I was in a different world when I asked where the quality control equipment was stored, and they took me around back, to where it was still sitting in the shipping crates, in the weather, Some of it was ruined. There was also a twent...
Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. *** Part 15 It was late morning when I woke-up and as I lay on top of my bed with the fingers of my right hand waking-up my pussy. I swore to myself that I really would have a lazy day. The problem w...
Chapter 16: Monday, July 25, 2016 (Morning) ------------------- It was 7:45 AM when I walked into the office suite. I actually did a double-take of the numbers on the door to make sure it was, indeed, the correct one. Everything was in immaculate condition. The walls were repainted in a light shade of khaki, a far sight better than the original, dull gray....
Synopsis Steve and Lorna recall how they found each other through their mutual desire to have sex while tied up and gagged, their mutual love of wearing ballet clothing and ballet shoes, and their mutual fetish for white plimsolls and ankle socks, and how they realised that their desires and fetishes were the keys to deeper understanding of each other, and...