"Baby, I'm home," I called out as I entered through the front door into the hall way. Our football team had played terribly but at least a few beers after in the local had raised my spirits somewhat. "Is food ready?" I called as I started towards the dining room door My wife entered the hallway from the kitchen and froze. The colour in her face went from t...
And she started narrating, "Some of what I told you before is true. Except that Balram wasn't as shy and reluctant as I made him out to be. He is very talkative and charming. And has a way with words. And because he doesn't look that great, his skills at conversation and manipulating are even more surprising and caught me off-guard." "Right from the first...
Pat walked carefully through the wooded area. All his senses were fully alert. The ground was covered with dry leaves twigs and dead foliage. It was impossible to walk silently. Each footstep resulted in the crackle of dry material. It appeared to Pat that the area had not had a fire in several years. Fires on an almost yearly basis ravaged most areas in th...
Early the next morning we had breakfast with Grandpa, and the rest of the family. Judge Mitchell showed up at the stables as we were hitching the mules to the wagons. "Clay, I need to speak to you before you leave. Do you have a minute?" he asked. Going over to him, I said, "Sure, Judge. We was just getting ready to go. What can I do for you this morning?...
They spent the rest of the week at the ranch doing minor chores and basically just resting up, after their long ordeal. Then the weekend rolled around, and it was time to go to town for supplies. While the women were shopping, I decided to check in with Judge Mitchell. After going to the courthouse, I was told that the judge was over at the restaurant, havi...
Please give me the support of your vote. * Walter's falls in love with Bill's wife, Tiffany, his best friend's wife. A black Nubian princess, neighbor and friend, she's an ex-stripper. Being as quiet as he could be so that Linda didn't hear him rattling around downstairs, Walter went in the kitchen, grabbed himself a couple of beers and quietly opened the...
Hi everyone, this is a story that involves an Indian man, and the story of his fiancé and her lover. It's going to be a long multipart story and starts of a little slow in the initial few paragraphs but I wanted to lay a basis for the rest of the story. Hope you like it. I realise "Loving wives" is not for everyone and if you're one of those people, ignore t...
After Peter had publicly announced his home staff that his wife Leena was a submissive and that the Indian girl most of them had enjoyed so often was their mistress wearing just a skin pigment, the atmosphere had dramatically changed. The previous austere formality had vanished. Leena was now considered basically as just another staff member, a maid especial...
This story is fantasy, not intended to offend at all, no hidden negative messages to any group of people: it's JUST a fetish. Saying that, I'd greatly appreciate feedback, suggestions, comments, prefer private messages as I like to directly communicate with those that send messages. Everyone in this story is of the legal age limit (18 years or older). ***...
I had gone to bed a little groggy the night before, assisted by some Jim Beam and sheer fatigue, as I had worked one hell of a day at Winthrop and Associates, a top-notch advertising firm, before I got home for a Valentine's Day date with Shelly, my wife of just one year. The date had gone well, partly due to Shelly's giving nature, where she had actually co...