Helen had to be quick at finding excuses. It was something she had always been good at and her explanation for the theft of her bag and why she had taken to her bed early that evening matched the questions that Jack wanted to know. The theft was a quick snatch on her way to university that left her feeling depressed, and going home to bed was her way of forg...
I was busy getting things out of my locker at work when I noticed one of the teachers, Helen Katz, bending over to find something in her own, which was at a rather lower level than mine. Admittedly, as principal of John Paul Jones High School, I really shouldn't have stared at the exposed butt-crack, even the top part that Helen flashed me, but it was hard t...
Long time reader, first time writer. This story has been in my head, so I finally thought I would let it out. Helpful feedback certainly welcome. I could also maybe use an editor, so get in touch if you like it and want to help with the next one. Thanks! - Kitty - Chapter 1 Her husband Trevor felt the crisp night air rush into the entryway as Anna opened...
The Apology Helen stepped into the stairwell and immediately sat down on a step. She began crying uncontrollably as she realized how screwed up everything had become. She had never given a second thought to the men she had seduced in the past, but there was something different about Ryan. Helen stood up and walked out of the stairwell and back down the hall...
Note: This story is the twelfth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous eleven episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend t...
When a woman talks, I can't always be sure that she is saying what she really means. I was deathly afraid that Carol had meant every word she had said to me. I was afraid to talk to her, but then, the last time we had talked about what was on my mind had been several months ago. I had meant what I said, and I was sure that Carol had too. Things change. I had...
This is the second part of chapter 44, the time I spent with Samantha. Now I get to the good parts! Thank you for reading and I ask that you become a member of Literotica.com, the writers all like to hear from members. ***** Who's knocking on the door? I opened the door to find a couple that appeared to be in their fifties standing there naked. "We just...
THE PANTHER I had been fortunate. My childhood had, partly through the turmoil of the times, partly through parental 'neglect', not greatly inhibited my natural sexual development. It was followed by a not particularly wild but by fortunate circumstances blessed youth. During it, a number of sweet, sexual encounters with lovable, mature women taught me much...
The plane touched down at sunset, skidding hum-bump on the black-streaked runway. Helen looked out with total disinterest at the grey and black, where only the rooftops and control tower still held color, washed in a beacon of red. The man beside her finally relaxed and loosed his grip on the armrest. Now that he felt sure he would survive the trip, he brok...
When I heard that our good friend Helen was gay, I was surprised and delighted. Well, not that surprised, on reflection; Helen was a policewoman, and a pretty tough one at that, and it seemed that most of her lady friends and female colleagues were gay. It was only a matter of time before she came out, really. Even so, it was quite an alluring piece of news....