Hi! My name is Kathy and over the past few weeks I have been learning and experiencing a wide variety of sexual techniques with two very good friends. This story is about the man who, I have to say is so talented in the art of sex that he should do it for a living. A college friend introduced me to him. Usually our encounters involve the three of us, my fr...
The phone started ringing at 9:44 pm. That seemed awful late for a non-emergent call, but I let it ring anyway. "Call from San Diego, Kaw," it said, and again, "Call from San Diego, Kaw. I guess the telephone voice machine didn't know that CA stood for California not "Kaw." I get so many crap robo calls that I only answer calls that my system identifies by s...
Jane was feeling particularly tired the following day. It had been a late night, and although she had stayed overnight with Colin at the Bellmore, she was still up by seven thirty to start her duties. She did get a few interesting looks and the odd comment from the girls in the staff locker room appearing for work in her little black number. Charlie caught u...
To Amber, by request "So as you can see reading through the score," I said, feeling every one of the 50 pairs of eyes watching me as I stood behind the director's podium. "That following the 18th bar, there is a modulation up a half step. This is important, particularly to the flutes since they will come in and carry the melody for the next 8 or ten bars."...
Chapter 1 They say it's human nature to want more. That we're are all destined to, on some level, die unsatisfied with what we have achieved. Grace Holt is no exception. That's me by the way. Despite the fact that I have everything and should be wanting for nothing. You see, I inherited the midas touch from my father who was, God rest his soul, a successf...
"Am I your boyfriend?" Richie asked Erin. "No. What makes you think that?" "So, like, fuck buddies? "Yeah. Why?" "There's a girl in my neighborhood. I've always liked her. She just broke up with her boyfriend." Erin looked at Richie funny. "You want me to give you advice on gettin' with another girl?" "I just wondered if you'd be, like, pissed or whate...
The bus stopped and off loaded the 30 or so loud and rowdy high school kids it picked up on the way to school. It contained mostly freshmen, some sophomores, 3 juniors and me, the loan senior. I felt like an idiot that I had to ride the bus and I didn't have a car. It wasn't that I didn't have a driver's license, the drill sergeant wouldn't let me have a car...
On Saturday night, Callie and Tessa got home from their evening shift at twelve thirty, which would give them two or two and a half hours before Darin got back from work. The difference in their schedules was a little frustrating, given how tight Callie's time already was, but she thought she'd try switching to the late shift after she graduated—at least for...
Author's Note: Thanks so much for all of the feedback on chapter 1! I have to admit, I was a bit nervous about what the reception would be since I've never written erotica before. I hope you all enjoy chapter 2 just as much! Of course, I welcome feedback on this chapter as well, both positive and constructive criticism (whether via comments or direct message...
Pay for things in cash. Don't keep receipts. Account for your whereabouts with half-truths. Give your lies an element of truth and they will be easier to maintain. In her time as a private investigator, Simone had seen the same repertoire used time and time again, ad nauseam. Cheating husbands and cheating wives spinning webs of deceit and misdirections in...