I had to delay my nap because the phone was ringing when I walked into the house. It was Roscoe. "You still available?" he asked. "I picked up another bodyguard job after you left," I said. "Damn," he said. "How long you going to be tied up on that?" "I signed on for three weeks," I said. "Damn," he said. "You can't get out of it?" "I'm kind of committ...
Part II -- A Weekend with Nathan As you can well imagine, after that exciting ride home, I eagerly awaited another call to babysit for Jennifer and Nathan. And every time I was in town -- to go to work, or to do some shopping, or to go for coffee with the girls at the cafe -- I found myself constantly watching for Nathan's old truck. Overnight it seemed t...
Staring into the mirror with a shocked expression on my face (MY face? I don't see myself I see woman.) What the fuck happened? How did this happen? As I stand there questioning my grip on reality, there is a knock on the door. Jennifer (don't call her Jen or Jenny, for the love of god don't do it), asks how long will I be? I flinch, my head whipping back an...
Jennifer rose very early. She was tense and excited. As the fourth plaything of The Gentleman she was one of the more junior members of the establishment. Her adoration of the The Gentleman was unbounded. She would do anything, absolutely anything, to ensure his happiness and to be with him as much as she possibly could. Today was a big day for her, the The...
As June, my wife of seven years, and I drove home from the movies on a Saturday night I hit her with the same old refrain: "I guess the Mission Impossible movies are entertaining, otherwise I wouldn't keep going to them; but they are so coincidental and far-fetched I wonder how it can hold my interest." June said the same thing she always does, while tappin...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...
Story edited by Spyro. I would like to thank the editor for doing a great job with the editing of my story. I have made some minor changes after the edit. If there are any errors in the grammar, it is my doing. I hope you enjoy the story and I am open to any comments. Enjoy. ************ Chapter 1 Checking the clock on the wall, it was eight-thirty in th...
This is my 2012 Summer Lovin' Story Contest entry. I hope you enjoy it, and don't forget to vote. Thanks for reading. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * In the world of twenty-first century business competition, there are few things more important than knowing what your competitor is doing, or better yet, what your competitor is planning. Many big corporat...
Part 13 I regained consciousness slowly, as if I were swimming upward through thick molasses, searching for the light. Anna was still crouched above me, her head pillowed on my chest. Our bodies were sticky with sweat and come wherever our skins made contact. The head of my soft cock was still stubbornly lodged within her, but slid out when she straightened...
A Big Day With Rachel, Sandy, & Lizzy We had a wonderful turn out for the first week we held dance practice in the yoga room. In addition to Jennifer, Jane, & Rachel, twenty-two other couples came to practice their dance routines. After Miss Wilson explained the perimeters of using the room and introduced a fellow classmate, Rachel, who had learned dance fr...