Dear Readers, I apologize that this took a little while to post, it had a couple of technical issues that delayed its approval. Hope you enjoy it and continue to read the series. Please take a moment to rate my story, and feel free to leave feedback, it's always appreciated. honey28 ************************ I drove home floating on a sea of endorphins. I...
This is my first attempt at writing any type of story so feedback would be most welcome I would like to thank KimMarie for her great editing skills and encouragement to improve my writing. The following stories are inspired by my actual life experiences. I am a middle-aged Aussie man and have enjoyed a healthy outdoor lifestyle since my preteen years thi...
Janet and I were riding back home from a lunch meeting. Somehow we got on the topic of sex. I wasn't too surprised, it had been a long time since I had gotten any, from anyone. I secretly wanted to go back to her place and seduce her but she had to go to work at 5:00. Did I mention she was a stripper? She found it funny to tease me by showing me her 7 inch h...
I wrote this as a gift for my Master, having not being able to speak to him in quite a while I felt that he would like a gift of this nature. ----------- Her body tenses under his touch; anticipating what is sure to come. As his fingers slide softly over get skin causing her to shiver she bites her tongue. Knowing what will happen and fighting her conflic...
I remember it as though it happened yesterday. My first time with you; my first time with any man. It was my eighteenth birthday, and you were a close friend of the family. You gave me the best gift I have ever received. I close my eyes and once more I feel you gently pull me onto your lap. Your hand caresses the soft skin of my thigh and you whisper in my e...
The arrival of the Earl of Oxbridge and his lady at the George and Dragon caused more excitement than the freak show with the pig faced lady. Ned Briarly, the peddler who had found them limping at the side of the road and given them a lift to the village, basked in the reflected glory and didn't have to pay for a drink for the rest of the week. The Earl liv...
Francine tried to ignore the voice that was nattering from the back seat of the old jeep that carried them along the dusty road, thirty miles south of Baghdad. The voice belonged to Roxanne, a co-worker with the American consulting firm that had hired them both to help organize the maternity ward at a local hospital during the recent baby boom. Most of the t...
"I can't believe that asshole! It's a blizzard out there, how could he make you stay late?" Jenny said, he voice tinny and distant from April's cell-phone. April looked up at the fat, gray clouds, almost impossible to see through the veil of snow falling around her as she walked down the street. "It's my own fault, I didn't even say no." April replied. "Bu...
(All names and individuals are fictional) First of all, let me lay out the landscape. Giuliana Castelluccio is the heiress to an Italian maritime shipping fortune. Her grandfather and father built the Aegis Line from a few rusty transport vessels after World War II to the mammoth oil-carrying and container ships of today, and later launched the very succes...
She opened the coffee shop door and recognized him right away. He was sitting at a round table with club chairs; the table she and her friend usually sat at when they came for coffee here. She suddenly became very self-aware; every wrinkle in her skirt, the unruly hair at the crown of her heard that stuck straight up when she straightened her hair, the sligh...