It was the spring of 1880 about 25 miles north of Little Rock, Arkansas. My family had came to the area of the Flying S ranch about 1800 and settled here on about 10,000 acres. My father James Scott is the 4th generation to own the ranch. He met, courted and married my mother Marie Scott in 1854 and needless to say they did not wait to have a family because...
Sally Webster was in a panic, her washing machine had sprung a leak and the kitchen floor was covered in water. She phoned her daughter Rosie, to see if her boyfriend Jason was around to help. Rosie said Jason was out on a job, but she would try to contact him. Her ex husband Kevin was out on a pick up, she was stranded. The water was now getting really de...
Two days after he'd made her perform for the leaders of Baristhan, Jack watched Renei dutifully clear the plates away from his place at the table. He leaned back in his chair to study her. She seemed to have grown more docile, but surely that was an act. The woman had spirit, and he felt like it would take more than a few fuckings—even public ones—to bring h...
Part 1 Jayne and I met up three times that following week, each time in a hotel and each time we pretty much fucked until we fell asleep. Monday was the only unplanned day and basically we just had to relieve the sexual tension from being together. We had spent most of the day in each others company in one meeting or another, or in my office discussing futu...
I know I am a dirty old man, but I don’t give a shit. I can afford it and nobody gets hurt. Hell, most of the women liked the money and some of them actually enjoyed the rest of it. Like the last time. I advertised for a live-in housekeeper/nurse/companion. I must have interviewed at least 10 women before I settled on Rochelle. She was (or at least so she s...
'We want you to make us look beautiful, sexy and perfect.' Regina's voice did not tremble as she spoke her wish to the witch. Tertia, her sister, stood next to her, holding a torchlight so that they could see into the cell in front of them. The witch crept up from the dirty cave floor and stepped into the flickering torchlight. With dirt stained fingers sh...
Sarah, my wife, emerged from the living room as she heard me coming in from work. Giving me a cheery 'Hi' she turned into the kitchen and began to prepare the evening meal. It was seven o'clock, another late one at the office. I wished I could work from home every day, at least there was no morning and evening commute then. As I removed my shoes and hung my...
By the time we got to I-95 reality broke into my dream state and I said, "Sarah? What's our cover story?" "Cover story? What cover story? What are you talking about?" I turned toward her and said, "How do we know each other? What did you tell Kevin?" "Oh, God. Fuck! I just told him you were a friend! Put that engineer's brain of yours to work and come up...
Ok, so this one is different for me. The idea just hit me and I went with it. Hope you like it. I parked a couple of rows back and about a dozen spaces over from my wife's car, with an unobstructed view of the front door to the Happy Life Yoga Studio. I watched her enter the building, dressed in a pair of skin-tight, pink Lululemon exercise pants and matchi...
The weeks passed quickly for Leanna and James. With Billy's help, the repairs were made to the milking barn, the storage barn and the house. The root cellar was enlarged and James added new shelves. The days were long, but they worked well together side by side. At night, they came together with passion that threatened to explode into a firestorm with each...