Author's Note: The Wife and the Black Gardeners was the second story I ever wrote and my first to feature an interracial theme. A comic version came out a few years ago followed by two sequels. This story is based on my comic script for part 2 and the art of Kaos. For this follow-up, I borrowed the plot from another of my stories, "Xavier's Modeling Job." *...
Tony stepped out of the passenger seat and felt the wind cut through his clothing. It was a cold day for a hiking trip into the mountains, but luckily, he had great company. Walking around the car to help with the backpacks, he saw that Matt who was his best friend, was already on the task. Loading out the backpacks was an easy task, but Matt had brought wit...
The author gratefully acknowledges all the feedback, comments and suggestions that so many readers sent following Chapter 01. In particular, Jon, who immediately after reading it, cheerfully offered his attractive wife, and added ideas to certain parts of the story. * Late at night, Penny would enjoy making love slowly, she staring into her husband's eyes...
It is in medieval times; I have pissed my husband off. He says that he will fix me; and I will do as he says. He grabs me, takes me over to the stocks, puts my head, hands in and closes it, locking it with a big padlock. While he walks away, I am crying and yelling at him to let me out of the stocks right now. After about 5 minutes of this, he comes back. He...
[This chapter continues Book 2: Rivals] "Oh god," Jen silently lamented the next day when she saw Biff. The young college sophomore had a silly grin on his face and followed her around like a lovesick puppy. He was majorly crushing on her! Jen knew rumors would soon spread about last night. She didn't mind the rumors; with her reputation, probably a lot of...
"We're losing subscribers." John Martin looked around tossing the printouts on the conference table, "I mean faster than we've been in the last few years. Urban Scrawl once was in every other household in the city, now..." He looked at his top men. Ted Roberts, his Managing Editor looked more worried than thoughtful, Mike Alford, the Editor-in-Chief studied...
Dear Readers, Thank you for your feedback as you are reading the story. Your comments keep me going. I appreciate the patience of each and every one of you who is sticking by this story and enjoys reading about the sexuality and emotional growth and development of these two characters. I'm writing the story for each and every one of you....
Here I was a seventy eight year old married woman of socialite status, squatting on my high heel pumps, worshiping the biggest cock I have ever seen. Licking it. Kissing it. Passionately stroking it. Literally making love to it. The fourteen inch, log-shaped monster cock I was worshiping was attached to the sculpted body of a world-famous rap star. An ei...
Frances started going back to her slimnastics at the Hotel Nikko in Makati a week after her affair with Jeb. She started her regime every Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays from 6 to 7 p.m. except sometimes when she work-out until 8 p.m. She and her husband made love at least twice a week because of her busy schedule. Nevertheless, Frances felt good despite the...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. I dedicate this story to Walter from Southern California. * 45-year-old Ruth picks up 25-year-old Chris at the mall. "Here you are doll," said Chris leaning down to give Ruth a smooch before handing her another Martini. Christopher handed Ruth her drink. She took a sip and put the drink on a coaster...