Epilogue Sandra found herself in a drugged daze lying on a pile of hessian sacks that seemed to rock to a gentle rhythm beneath her. As more of her senses returned to her she realised she was in a goods wagon on a train. Her body seemed slow to respond to her brains instructions as her head turned slowly to take in her surroundings and to assess what was ha...
Chapter 10 Moist. Chilly. Dirty. Sour. Dank. Pebbles that were spine tingling. Soft. Mint. Silky, tickling my chin and teasing my ears. Warm. Moist, wet upon my lips. He was there, his emerald eyes hidden under those perfectly framed blue-black eyelashes. His loose curls draped my ears with warmth, above me was the canopy of the forest, playing p...
As you can imagine, I was completely devastated. I couldn't believe my nightmare had gotten this far. The thought of my wife having full on sexual intercourse with that disgusting little creep was like pure poison in my heart. And yet it was all my fault. I kept telling Kelly how sorry I was. She was incredibly kind and said it hadn't been that bad, even tho...
What is it about being on vacation that makes sex so great? My theory is that you are totally away from all the bullshit of your normal life: the kids, the dog, the bills, the job, all the crap that grinds you down in your daily life. And you're at a place where no one knows you; you can leave all of your inhibitions at home. If you're at a beach, particula...
To understand this story you need to know something about the characters. Tom Newman --Tom is a pilot for an international airline. He once flew overseas but now is content to take the commuter hops. "That way I am home with my lovely wife most evenings," he has often said. Tom is not the glamorous type but pretty handsome in many ways. He is rather short...
"Okay Heather if you want to be like that, fuck you! I'm not gonna stand here and take this shit. We're done." "Fuck you back you asshole! You damn right we're done! I want a man that treats me well!" "You mean you want a man that's whipped, that caters to your every idiotic whim, that hands over money because he's your personal ATM. In other words, you wa...
I was on my hands and knees, dripping sweat with dirt up to my elbows from weeding the flower box alongside the house when I heard the doorbell ring. It was Sunday morning, and I wasn't expecting anyone. I was trying to get this little chore finished before the impending rain came, so I tried to ignore it. It rang a second and then a third time, so I finally...
Chapter 28 Introducing Nick Fitzgerald Nick Fitzgerald, a balding, well built thirty-four year-old former guard for a UNCW college basketball team, sat in his plush leather recliner. He was staring at the architectural drawing of a huge development pinned to the wall on the opposite side of his office. He was richer than he'd ever thought he would be. He h...
Chapter 4 -- Erotic Agreement The mall was nearly empty on the weeknight, and He and Heidi were alone in Frederick's of Hollywood looking at all kinds of naughty lingerie. The store clerks were beauties in their own right, and shot dagger looks at Heidi when she turned her back, and looked longingly at Josh. Heidi picked out a half-dozen outfits, and took...
With the chaos of the airport traffic left behind, the limousines sped along the long straight road towards the city. Sahar spoke calmly into her phone ordering her three children in the limousine behind her to behave and that they would be at the hotel soon. She could hear them chattering excitedly in the background as the nanny reassured her she would keep...