Meryl Bygate entered her walk-in wardrobe in search of special attire for her day ahead. Today she was due to meet her three longtime friends for lunch. There was always an element of friendly competition and the friends dressed immaculately for these luncheons. The wardrobe was long and packed with designer clothing. She was spoilt for choice, but needed to...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Chapter 10: Poker before Valentine's Day Beth walked downstairs after her morning shower. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Titus eating some cereal at the kitchen table. The cereal triggered some memory of a dream she had last night involving a bowl of cereal, but her memory...
Continuing the story of the romance between Jake (Our Police officer) and Pat (our Child Services worker) both are single parents. Set against the backdrop of an active investigation into child abuse that they are both intimately involved with. This story won't make a whole lot of sense without reading parts 1, 2, and 3. All names are figments of the writer'...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
The couples began arriving at my house just shy of a half an hour late, despite the fact that I had asked for them to get over to the house this evening by seven. I guess each couple had been trying to jockey its arrival time so that they would not be the first to arrive. As a result, the cars for two of the couples arrived at the top of my driveway at about...
Jean Goodman had tossed and turned all night, and now that it was time to wake up she didn't want to open her eyes. She had to get up and cook breakfast for her father-in-law, Stan. She and her husband lived with his father and Tom worked for him. Stan ran a very successful construction business that would one day be Tom's. Jean didn't mind cooking for Stan...
When Ruthie unlocked the door and the three of us entered, we were met by a loud buzzing. She stepped over to a keypad on the wall and punched in a numerical code to shut off the alarm, because that was what the buzzing was. Looking at the keypad, Ruthie pondered, "Mr. Big Fat Asshole knows the code to this alarm so I'd better reprogram it so that if he come...
Chapter 4: The Haunted and the Hunted By the beginning of June, I was pronounced fit by my doctor. I wasn't actually. I had been so careful not to overdo anything, that my real fitness was sadly lacking. But Yolanda had a plan, and when Yolanda wanted me to follow her plan, I had no intention of denying her. We started off with aggressive walks in the morn...
Sugar Mummy Jennifer's meeting was at her house; I went straight from work and arrived at the house at just before 7, I took my laptop as a I was going to type the minutes as I went, I noticed Mandy's car was in her driveway and I was sure I saw her peeking through a half closed curtain, I walked up to the front door and rang the bell, Jennifer opened the d...
(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history.) Chapter 2 Half a mile down the road, Singleton turned onto the dirt road leading to the Marshes. The people who lived there, though quite poor, had formed a small and somewhat thriving community. Townfolk liked to call them rednecks and hillbillies since they kept mos...