Arianne Voric shifted down a gear, feeling the strong pull of the two litre engine as she accelerated into the long, climbing curve. Her leather gloved hands moved deftly across the steering wheel instinctively correcting an incipient skid as the road surface changed from dry to damp under the fringe of fir trees that bordered the A1 highway. As the road str...
(Set in New Zealand) Perfection according to Vic Marcel, a 28-year-old itinerant worker, was unscrewing a bottle of Australian Merlot with a panting blonde at his side. And that was a brilliant mouth-watering thought! Only he was alone, unscrewing a bottle of mineral water two weeks older than its expiry date. Screw the world, this was reality. Vic was...
I'd retired from teaching school and the following year, my husband passed away. I've only had one lover since he's been gone, and that was Derek, a former student. Oh, he's an adult now, and he only stayed with me for six months. Still, in that time I found myself falling in love with him. I thought he'd loved me, too, but he left me to stay with his sister...
Hot Nights in Thailand (The Year of the Rooster) "God, there has to be more to life than this!" Laurel cried. Steve and Laurel had just returned from a late night dinner party and were getting themselves ready for bed. Their good friends, Robert and Gail Gardiner had been entertaining all the dinner guests with tales from their latest trip. The Gardiner's...
Ever since my Dad got remarried I have considered myself a lucky man. I am now 21 years old and my two younger stepsisters are 18 and 19 respectively, and by all objective measurements are absolute foxes. Anyway, last Christmas I was home from my senior year of college and because of being snowed in for two weeks, I was already completely bored out of my min...
Chapter 4 : The Interview James sat on the simple wooden chair beside the desk, his wrists still cuffed behind him. A uniformed officer stood beside the door, ignoring him. Her tailored and laundered uniform contrasted with the shabby surroundings. Her jet black pencil skirt showed no speck of dust, her short sleeved shirt bright white, pressed and cut to...
This story was inspired by my pretty wife "Bonita." She is sixty now and has the prettiest feet on Earth. I worship her in her thong sandals daily. If you are not into toes and feet don't bother reading. ***** I am a single widowed 54 year old woman living in Las Vegas, Nevada. My marriage was a very happy one. The love of my life Harold, my dear husband o...
Chapter three An evening to remember. We didn't have long to wait. "Monitor," ordered Angla when the annunciator chimed. "Let him in, Timmy," she carried on as the screen displayed her caller. I was surprised to see he already wore a balaclava like mine. The rest of his clothes -- a dark suit, shirt and tie -- marked him as a businessman. He came in on...
Gray was aware of other females gathering as he lapped so willingly at Madam Brownlea's moist arousal while she sighed and held his head close to her sex. His humiliation was brought to a peak as he thought about exactly where he was; though many of the features had changed this was where he had been master over all who had resided there. Now, in this mascul...
Road Trip Journal VII Week 1: Her Houston Houseboy Idly, Savannah peered at him over the rim of her wineglass. He looked almost peaceful. Almost. In fact, when one observed him more closely, he looked dazed. Perhaps that last rum and coke had been too much. In any case, the color was returning to his cheeks. But turned a little pale when he observed his pr...