I admit it: My favorite is the Loving Wives stories. Unfortunately, it's also the most maddening category for someone in my profession. You see, I am a family law lawyer—and have been for 15 years—and the stories in Loving Wives dealing with divorce inevitably get it all wrong. Granted, I practice law in Illinois, and the laws differ from state to state. The...
I pretty much knew the type, and he was one of them. I could tell by the way he quietly ordered his cappuccino with his eyes downcast. I kept a peripheral eye on him as I was steaming the milk and saw him looking about, but in the course of looking about, looking at me. What did he see? A cute 20 year old wearing a black top that left my pierced belly expose...
Lucas has been suffering from insomnia for over a month. It had all started four weeks before, when he watched episode after episode of True Blood on his laptop. Before he knew it, the sun was rising and he had go to work at 8:00. No point in sleeping that night. The next week, a similar thing happened, on three different nights. However, he did get plenty o...
Sitting absentmindedly stroking my shoulder length blond hair, I am sitting at my keyboard, staring blankly at my screen, as I have been since 9:00 this morning. My body is not in that bad shape for a woman my age, although I admit I could lose a few pounds. But my husband certainly appreciates my D-Cup breasts, which I admit have begun to sag a bit, and I k...
PART FOUR: The Hidden Curriculum Jane Matthews stepped out of the smoke filled car and looked across at Elaine Phelps. She smiled, took another long puff on what remained of the cigarette in her gloved hand and dropped it, crushing it with her heeled boot. She exhaled through her nose and Elaine was transfixed as it drifted towards her across the car roof...
Many people have asked me where it all began, how I came to be where I am today. I have thought and thought and finally come to the conclusion that it is necessary to tell my story for others to learn by and to profit from my experience. It all began with Meg. She was my first and probably the only one I really cared about, so what I did to her was probably...
Dear Shoeblossom... The stuff your readers send in amazes me! I have my own little dominant gal, and it is getting out of hand, but she is worth it, I think. I spoil Finnian, I really do. I just bought her a natural Autumn Haze Trotteur mink coat with matching muff. Finnian claims to be anti-animal cruelty, but when she saw the mink she squealed with joy,...
The moment I saw her that autumn afternoon, I knew that I just had to have her. Sitting quietly in the shadows of the empty library, lit only by the lambent warmth of the reading lamp over the desk, her demure beauty ignited a fire in my soul that had been dormant for many centuries, and I knew that I must take her life force and make it my own. ooOoo I wa...
I watched as Lana writhed on the bed as the group of men and women required she service their lust. Her lust was producing a babble that I had had to cultivate in her. Her muffled moans could still be heard as she sucked and licked vigorously at the pussy riding her face. “Oh fuck me.” “Fuck my cunt.” “Use me like a whore.” “Fuck this slut.” At the mome...
Teen girls discover the thrill of being nude in public (Author's note: Very special thanks to LunaRosa for the focused and perceptive editing. This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 years of age or older.) : : : : : We're almost there, at last. Our annual beach vacay. I'm Caitlin Reilly. If you assume from my name that my grandparents are all...