AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the ninth in a continuing series of stories about what is essentially a very high-class prostitution business in Asia, with the headquarters in Manila. 'Rocky' is the chief – you could call him a pimp in other circumstances – of the very large consortium which includes operations in many Asian countries. Although each section can stan...
I wandered into the Post Office, a parcel notification card in my hand. I was familiar with the shop layout, so I joined the short queue in the centre aisle. Two women were ahead of me in the line, two being served at the counter. It'd take a minute or two to get attention. To my right, in what looked like a second line, but wasn't (it was actually the way...
Chapter 6 -- Loose Ends Have Beginnings Bret found Dave cooking omelets on Sunday morning. He was laughing as he approached the cooking area Dave normally used for his morning service to his fellow Circle members. He said, "What did you do to my wife?" Dave smiled, "Good morning. I assume she's all right?" "Oh, she's better than all right. I don't know th...
Carmen Sorrento wanted me to fuck her. Naturally, I wanted the same thing. We sealed this mutually agreed upon deal on the purple futon in my studio apartment in downtown Emerald City, Mecca for coffee aficionados, a city of silvered skyscrapers, steep, frequently rain slicked streets and great, lumbering ferries plying the nearby sound. The new futon, my...
CHAPTER 2 Why hurt yourself with anger when someone else makes a mistake? After over 2 years without having any contact with the O'Neal family at all, I was in my room at the Denver Rescue Mission. I had been given free room and board there. They said that they recognized my work on the streets of Denver and knew that I was integral in their own reach out...
Frank Vaughn, owner and manager of Bayside Realty, enjoyed beautiful women. He did his very best to surround himself with hot young women, and so long as they could do their job and make him money, he wasn't all that concerned about who they were or where they came from. The picture he had of his wife on his desk was one from many years ago, when Wanda still...
Chapter 1 Hello and welcome to my world. This is a true to life on going saga I am living in at this very moment. The names have been changed to protect the... well, the involved for there are no innocent. My name is also not what you will read here. Let me explain. I'm White Dog and my arch nemesis is Black Dog. All men are Dogs and all women are Felines i...
My name is Theo. Well, I was born Teodoro Juarez, but everyone calls me Theo. I'm a bricklayer. And I'm married. Recently married, in fact. I married Sofia three years ago, long enough to get comfortable with married life, but we're still in the honeymoon phase. We have a son. He's not quite two. I keep telling myself this: I have a son and a wife and I lo...
As I sat alongside her in the First Class cabin of Air India's AI-111 flight cruising over the Atlantic on its way to New York this lovely Sunday afternoon, my thoughts go back down the memory lane. The kaleidoscope of some of the prized possessions in my memory bank, the secrets no one has ever known, which only she and I are privileged to have shared, unfo...
This story is about a loving "hotwife" wife, but it is very heavy with male bisexuality and what some would consider totally gay. We consider it Hotwife and Cuckold. If you're not into that; don't read it. I know Loving Wife is not the best catagory, but until they start a cuckold catagory, this will have to do. If you're easily offended...stay away. No...