Chapter 13 – Meet Michael Mallory and Michael had an instantaneous chemistry; from the moment he sat down in her cubicle to work on the payroll and human resources details for his employees, she could not keep her eyes off of him. He was everything Kyle and Ryan had not been; he was tall, dark, and handsome, not in the clichéd way of some trashy romance nov...
The name is Sammy. I'm a six-foot-tall, dark-skinned, sixty-something Black man living in Washington D.C. For thirty five years, I've been a part of the White House janitorial staff. You won't believe the things I've seen and done in my time. Presidents of the United States of America come and go but the staff is one of the few constants in the White House....
From Benjamin Dornier's Journal Tuesday, August 4, 1992 It feels funny writing this because it has been quite a while since I've found time to do any journaling. There have been almost daily meetings at school related to my new job and I continue to spend my weekends at the seashore with my family. Despite fears that my wife would somehow discern my relati...
Perhaps a few opening remarks. This is another one of those ideas that have been sort of roasting in the oven for a long time. If you decide to read it you'll see it is definitely a 'loving wives' story. I hope you enjoy it, and please feel free to leave a remark or two when you've finished. Your comments are always welcome. * Part One: Suspicion, Dis...
It was between my freshman and sophomore years in college. I had returned home and to earn money for tuition had gotten a job, thanks to some connections through my uncle, with the local public works department. Being a civil engineering major some parts of this were really useful, others just hard no thinking work, and then still others very educational in...
The town of Fort Nimrod was abuzz with its latest mystery. Inside the Rusty Spur there was a picture of a young lady, wearing a Hillary Clinton mask and nothing else, being held spread eagled and spread pussy outside the bar. As if the town wasn't curious enough about who this woman was and how she had ended up in the photo, rumours began to spread that this...
Sometimes, I wonder what goes through the minds of people as they do what they do. The White House has long been home to some of the raunchiest people in the United States of America and the new administration is proving to be no exception. The supposedly civilized men and women of today are virtual slaves to their needs and desires. Just like they were in t...
(Thanks to Drewau for editing. Comments and feedback are always welcome and appreciated. All characters in this story are 18 and up.) Starting at a new school is hard. Even harder is starting at a Notty Senior High, a high school just for high risk and problematic students. Teenagers who got into trouble in one way or another. Most of my classmates got some...
Chapter 2: Alexandra & Friends in Myrtle Beach We all must have dozed off for awhile. When I woke up it was dark and the only light in the room came from the television. I got up to go back into my room. When I passed the bed where Heather was I noticed some slow movements. I walked to the other side of the bed and I saw Paul's cock sliding in and out of he...
It all started normally enough, with an impulse buy. A branch of a store specializing in lingerie and "fun-wear" had opened in the local shopping mall. I noticed, popped in and came away with a sexy little French maid's outfit. Jacqui, my wife, was initially a little reluctant to try it out, claiming she would look stupid. Some reassurance and some wine late...