For those of you waiting for the next chapter, I'm sorry for the long pause. Life happens, and Dani got lost in the shuffle. I do certainly Hope I get a chance to share some time with Dani much sooner this time around... Having to go back and reread 1-8, because my notes didn't have enough info tells me that I need better notes, or I was away waaayyy toooo L...
Jess lay on the cream leather sofa with the afternoon breeze gently blowing in through the open French doors. It was a warm Sunday afternoon and almost all the windows and door were wide open to allow what little breeze there was to blow through the house. Almost all the doors... She was wearing a knitted shoulderless tan top, but she was wearing it as a dr...
** a big thank you to my editors Truegent_lady they have been wonderful in helping me get this story ready. There was a knock at the door. "Be there in a moment!" Janette's voice echoed down the hallway from the kitchen where she was busy preparing dinner for herself and her daughter Paige. As she opened the door, she was greeted by a middle aged woman no...
So off we went to the mall again. My gorgeous wife wearing her short fly away summer skirt, and a top that swept across her breasts presenting a cleavage every man wanted to drown in. It wasn't as windy as the previous week, so she didn't flash quite as much, and I avoided the park, as I didn't want her to run into that boy again. She chose a dress for the...
A college PhD Professor becomes the foot slave to a beautiful Administrative Assistant. * I was pleased with the response that I received from individuals who read Part I of my true account of how I became a foot/shoe/boot slave to the Assistant to the Dean of Students at the university where I taught. Her name is Debbie and she still works for the same...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Many readers ask that I bring Melissa and Brian back so I did, but I also brought back one of my favorite characters...read on... Melissa and Brian had eventually moved in together and had fallen into a routine. Whatever he wanted from her she gave him. This was not necessarily a good thing. He was getting bored and she was getting desperate...
WARNING: English is NOT my first language - I have learned it in school and practiced it a lot in trading, but this is (even though pornographic) supposed to be literature. So please bear with me, or, if not, just read something else. ***** I also need to mention that the story is true, only depicting my personal experience(s). All the names and/or place...
When Ashleigh got to work that morning, she saw her coworker Diane in the cafeteria. Diane was a black woman about Ashleigh's age with a body every bit as good as hers. She noted that Diane had that "just fucked" look and wondered if she displayed the same look. Filling her coffee cup, she moved to the table where Diane was seated. "Good morning, Diane, yo...
Chapter 1 Coming Home After driving for 2 days, I pulled my black mustang up in front of a house that I hadn't seen in over seven years. The home I had grown up in. As I stared at my mother's house, I shivered inside. The house hadn't changed. The blue trim around the windows looked as if it had recently been painted. My mother's flower garden was thriving...
Chapter Four I got back to Seattle just after six. Before I went home I stopped at the gas station close to my house to fill up the car for the week and grab a couple of cold drinks. I'd just belted myself back in when I heard my phone going off in my purse. The car was still parked, so I took my foot off the brake and dug the phone out. Trevor. I took a...