Chapter 12. "GFE" -*- Monday, November 21, 2016 -*- -*- Flagstone, Nevada -*- Isabella Hosmer made some adjustments to the neckline of her little red minidress to achieve maximum cleavage effect, then trailed both hands down her torso, past her hips, and finally stopped at the slit that ran up her left leg. She grazed her fingertips across the exposed, to...
This is my contribution to the Winter holiday contest 2019. Please remember to vote at the end and thanks for taking the time to read. I hope you'll enjoy my version of an enemy to lover's romance. A special thanks goes to AussieGuy52 for editing this story. Thanks to ThisNameIsntTakenYet and AussieGuy52 for beta-reading. Reader advisory: This is a long s...
Authors note: This is the fifth and final part of my story, and I believe I have saved the best for last. Thank you to those of you who've read the first four parts. For those readers who are new to The Gentlemen's Panty Club, I have included a short cheat sheet in this note, listing the major characters and a few significant details about them, that should...
For those of you who have read Pleasing Kelsey, this is one of I hope to be many prequels. The first section is a bit of a rehash of the start of Pleasing Kelsey, so you might want to skip it if you have read it already. * I am cute. I walk by and guys will give a nod, you know the kind, a quick scan for large firm breasts or a glance when I pass them to c...
It was charity season again. Last year, my best friend Rachel and I had played a central role in our community's special play for charitable causes, and we had both done a lot more than we intended too. Rachel and I had both gone naked on stage, and I had even helped her sort out a few 'issues' with her boyfriend Kyle - a yummy dish if I ever saw one. Now,...
My cell phone rang in the hotel and since I was in the shower my husband answered it. We were beach front on the azure waters of Grand Turk in the archipelago of the Turks & Caico's Islands so I did not expect it to ring. We were on the island for a week of diving and chilling. As busy professionals we just wanted to unwind and have a good time. "Who was it...
************************************************* Copyright jeanne_d_artois (aka oggbashan) November 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or livi...
Dear reader, this story continues where "Natasha's Truth or Dare" left off. ***** There was indeed hell to pay. I woke up late the next morning to the sound of curtains being drawn, and blinding, bright sunlight shining in my eyes. My bedroom had blackout curtains that allowed me to sleep in late. I loved my Provencal curtains with their soft lavender, p...
On Saturday at 4:00 everyone except the bridal party was at the church, with only a third of the people managing to cram inside. The bridal party arrived late at 4:25. Just before 5:00 Mark Leighton and Eve Walton were pronounced husband and wife and everyone scampered to the three bars in the huge marquee that had been trucked in from Dubbo. The father o...
I wish I could say that I had my first strip club experience as some form of male bonding ritual where a group of friends felt that I had come to a certain age and that this was something that needed to be experienced or celebrated. But it's all far from that. I barely had a vague notion of what went on in a strip club even into my late teens. Even past the...