Mike's an actor. He travels a lot to various TV locations and theatres all over the country. He's got a gig in a repertory theatre in Brighton for three months playing a major part in Chekov's 'The Cherry Orchard.' A fellow actor has recommended a guest house, run by an attractive Spanish woman, known as Rosa. He checks in and pays his deposit and then goes...
This story is for Scott, for giving me the wonderful story idea ~grinz~ i hope You like it ***************** Grumbling under His breath Eric finally gives up trying to ignore the person at His front door and makes His way up the stairs shutting the basement door lightly behind him. "What do you want" He snarls as he yanks the door open not bothering to e...
Oiled and perfumed, dark exotic eyes peering over iridescent veils, we all lay upon our pillows. Idly brushing each other’s hair, we embraced one another as sisters in our womanhood. Each woman beautiful in her own way. Round soft, sleek slender, large - powerful, and eternally graceful, every variety of woman filled the sandstone room this warm, sun burnt d...
Nashville Predators player Mike Fisher stared at his television screen. He could not believe what he was watching. He had just put in a DVD delivered in the mailbox from his wife, Carrie Underwood. Toronto Maple Leafs player Dion Phaneuf was also staring at his iPad screen. He had received an email from his wife, Elisha Cuthbert. He was filled with a feelin...
Beating the summer heat Johnny and Jenni pick a secluded location high in the mountain and set up camp. In the middle of the woods with no one else around them, just a campfire and a tent, they settle into camp for the evening. They set a blanket and the ground outside the tent and lay in front of the warm crackling campfire when Johnny leans over and begins...
She lays on her back, nestled deeply in the ruffled sheets and blankets. She feels especially warm and safely cocooned. Her bedroom is small. Her window is small. And that is good because her walls are all but covered in quality reproductions of 18th century Chinese art. Bright reds and yellows gives her room an energy she thrives on. The man she's with...
She was one nasty bitch. I'd been working for her less than a day when I figured that out. But it isn't easy for a young black man straight out of collage to find a good paying job like that. My family ain't rich, I had a lot of debt to pay. I was just gonna have to live with it. I thought she hated me as much as I hated her, but after a couple of wee...
New story for the new year. Hopefully it won't take me as long to write the next one. Hope you all enjoy and please let me know. *********** It was a long day. Work was nothing but trouble. Training new people, getting things organized, and trying to manage everything else at the same time. The door opens and Jeff shuffles inside his home. A flash of annoy...
(This is a story I enjoyed writing for a friend. So please sit back in your chair and let me tell what happened.... stroke yourself (or finger yourself) when you need to... cum when you like... but just read and enjoy. Oh yes, please don't forget to vote on it and feel free to drop me a note to tell me what you think.) Once upon a time there was this lonely...
"Jen?" "Hmm?" "Are you sure it's OK that I'm here?" "Of course! I'm glad you came." I eye her cautiously. Trying to read her thoughts or emotions, but I'm drawing a blank. We stare each other down uncomfortably over my untouched glass of icewater. So much for a pleasant little chat. I don't know what made me call and ask to come over, but here I am... Ok...