Ever since last summer, when Kathie Lee Gifford left the show, Regis has been holding auditions for the other seat. You know the seat where the woman sits and just looks beautiful while Regis wears his trademark suits and drinks his coffee. Well this last spring, Regis hit the jackpot with Kelly Ripa, one of the stars from "All My Children." Kelly was determ...
When one door closes...Try the window. The clatter of Benson's claws echoed as he galumphed up the hallway heading for the bedroom at the front of the house. Every morning at six thirty Jake was assisted from his slumber by his beagle. It had become a morning ritual and normally Jake didn't mind as he was off to work anyway. Since his retrenchment it was...
Stan Greenburg -- retired billionaire -- peered over his glasses at the fat, snaggle-toothed grandma sitting across the table. She's not as old as she looks, he thought. Probably only in her forties. She reeked of stale tobacco smoke. "What's your name?" he asked. "Marsha McCoy." "And you want to be a housekeeper?" "Yup." "This is a pretty big hous...
Author's Note: This story was written as a series of emails from one author to another. It is a fantasy shared by two people separated by miles but connected through the Internet. The gender changes with each mail sent. This is how we conduct our version of a 'Cyber Affair". Any feedback is appreciated. We hope you enjoy. * * * * * From: [email protected] To:...
I woke up on the Destiny islands to see seven insanely hot women all wearing bikinis "Hello are you okay, i'm Aqua" Aqua had dark blue hair and pale white skin, almost as pale as my own "I'm Larxene" Larxene had short blonde hair and a very slight tan "Hi my name is Namine and these two are my twin sisters, Kairi and Xion" Kairi...
Note: This story is the sixty-second installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous sixty-one 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 stro...
It is 100% a work of fiction springing from my own imaginings. Any resemblance to real events or people (be they living, dead or semi-volitional AI) is no more than a startling coincidence. * "Hello . . ." The morning after. Tom wanted something. "Hello?" It was raining outside. Tom still wanted something. "What?" asked James. "How was last night, ma...
'Fuck me John, look at the Tits on that,' exclaimed John's best mate Steve as they walked across the factory parking lot. Steve was a Tit man, and John knew he could spot a nice pair of tits at 100 yards. The young woman Steve was drooling over was certainly worth an erection, as Steve was fond of saying. She was about twenty years old, looked very suntan...
It was pouring down hard now. Big raindrops were hitting the roof of the car in arrhythmic sequence, sometimes drumming against it softly, only to change and a moment later knock forcefully as if threatening to turn into hail. It seemed more like a low budget movie with defective special effects than anything of natural occurrence. Despite all the rain or ma...
I was driving to the local market, when I saw a woman pushing a pram a block ahead of me. Tawny skin, dark hair, and a large, bouncing bottom that was struggling to free itself from her black trousers. I slowed down as I passed, to take a good look. My goodness, but her backside was moving. She wasn't particularly large ... plump, but not fat. As I drove b...