This story took place during the first month after I opened Lindsay's Lace, a small Lingerie shop. A woman came into the shop and selected a floral silk robe, black stiletto heels and a pink silk teddy. She went past the changing area as she passed the section of the area her nicely muscled calves were clearly visible below the half wall. She strutted into...
CHAPTER 1 Arriving in the big city for a two-day media convention Charles Munroe was rather taken aback by the size of the airport terminal. It appeared almost as large as his entire hometown airport including the single runway and the seething mass inside it would be approaching the population of Eltham. Charles joined the long line waiting for a cab. So...
The bark of the tree I leaned against as a wave of pain washed over me was rough and cold against my palm. As far as I knew, my life had begun there in those woods less than five minutes ago. I couldn't remember how I had come to be there or anything else that came before. I couldn't even remember my own name. All that I knew was that I was in some woods, n...
The Lakeside Guesthouse was owned and operated by a tall, well-built man of 45 named Carter. It was a little out of the way though and didn't do much business. There was a small room in the basement where Reg, the local handyman/gardener, lived in exchange for watching reception sometimes and keeping up the grounds and gardens. Carter tossed his boat keys i...
I was like a little kid waiting for Santa Clause. Despite that, I fell asleep. However, miraculously, when I opened my eyes and looked at the clock it was 2:14. I silently got up, went to the bathroom, took my Levitra, washed my face and brushed my teeth, and then tip toed out of the room. The house was completely dark. I made my way to her bedroom, tapped...
Chapter Five: A deal is struck, literally Author's Note: This story is complete fantasy. Any resemblance to people, living or dead, companies or inventions is purely accidental. Chapter 5 follows on immediately from chapter 4, in which the business deals were proposed and discussed. ********** "This is an excellent solution," David said "I endorse it he...
The kitchen was bustling with activity as we boiled spaghetti, cooked the sauce, tossed a salad and baked some garlic bread. It was a meal that would have gone well with a nice red wine, but there was no alcohol permitted at The Farm. As usual, the meal was a loud and raucous affair, during which I shared a few knowing looks with Denise, Maryann and Sarah, b...
The WWF has recently been pretty busy. Ric Flair is CO-owner, Mr. McMahon is delusional, Triple H and Stephanie are having marital woes and so on. We have also just released the results of our match of the year, superstar of the year, and the two most coveted honors, Internet Babe of the Year and Diva of the Year. Our Diva of the year is the lovely, energeti...
Dolly, using her dainty left hand, gently stroked the length of my prick and on reaching it's zenith, spied a droplet of my seed appear at the tip. I pursed my lips and waited tensely to see what would transpire. I say this because women tend to react differently to the actions of a man's prick. While almost all but the most jaded are somewhat fascinated by...
The pick up The nightclub is packed – hot, noisy and smelly. Shit. As usual. Im about to leave when the crowded dance floor parts momentarily. You're there, seemingly in your own spotlight, dancing like a goddess. The crowd closes in again and I lose you. Fuck. I leave my spot at the bar, my eyes desperately scanning the dance floor for another glimpse of...