Introduction Vacations had come far too rarely for Kris and I over the five years we had been married. Life seemed always to get in the way. We both worked full time in a demanding industry and we had a three year old to care for so finding time for each other was sometimes difficult. On top of all this, we had recently made a move to the Pacific Northwest...
Preface - This is the Indianization of the basic plot of a story I read many years ago. A big thank you to aurelius1982 who helped me write it up. The story centers around certain events that befall an Indian couple in Las Vegas. First the husband will narrate. And then in part 2, the wife will narrate her side. The two perspectives, as you will notice, are...
Alan had his arm around my waist as we walked back into the Venetian. I slipped his hand under the hem of my top and rubbed my waist in front of passers by. No one took any notice. This was Vegas after all. I looked back and saw Pavan still following us. Being out in the fresh air for a few minutes had actually sobered me up a little bit. I started re-evalu...
Hey guys. Hope you all had a good Christmas and are having a good New Year. I apologize that I haven't submitted anything for a while and would like to inform you all I've been struggling with putting stories together from a combination of laziness and writer's block. I'm not fully satisfied with this, but wanted to get it out to my small fanbase and possibl...
WEDNESDAY David Reynolds sat in his office and punched away continuously at the calculator while looking at an endless string of numbers on the spreadsheets in front of him. "Fuck!" he stammered, pounding his fist on the desk. The numbers weren't making him feel better about his situation. Last week, Alicia had found out about the Hole in the Wall's weekl...
(Author's Note: Thanks everyone for the comments about the first story. I had not originally planned for it to be a multi-part story, but given how well it was received, I've decided to add two new parts. This means there needs to be a small correction to the first story. Where I say they are in town for a "two day" sales conference at the beginning, that sh...
Nadja Vladimirovna Petrova saw her target enter the office and her heart fluttered in her chest. He was handsome, like the photos in his file, but seemed much taller and more muscular than she had imagined. Seeing a man in a photograph is much different than seeing him in real life, no matter how accurate the photo. She schooled herself and began the menta...
Author's note: This is the second last chapter I hope you have enjoyed the series. As always I welcome polite feedback. * Ed said nothing -- he knew the expression on his face would convey his approval. Anyway, when Nikki wanted something, especially a sexual something, she got it. All three of them knew that. "I'm dying to see Charles naked," she said, s...
As the plane approached the landing in St. Maartin, I clenched the armrests tightly. I never did like to fly and these little "puddle jumpers" they have for commutes to the smaller islands don't handle turbulence particularly well. That was the price of vacationing in the Caribbean, I told myself. I closed my eyes and remembered why I was here. I had just f...
Author's note: Just a heads-up to readers: this story has elements of both voyeurism and foot fetishism. If either of these is unappealing to you, I encourage you to find a different story. Otherwise, please enjoy. Also, thanks to CuriousKnight for assistance in editing. *** It was a beautiful spring afternoon, warm and sunny with an occasional light bree...