"What should I do, Pete?" I asked my husband anxiously over rather poor phone line. It was eight thirty in the evening and I was sitting in my car in the darkest corner of the sports club car park, still in my gym clothes. I could feel my body cooling and stiffening from the exercise I had just finished but I couldn't wait to go all the way home, shower and...
This is Part Three of a four-part story. When he awoke in the morning, he was alone. Indirect light was streaming through the room's massive northwest window and from it he could see the tops of the dense, dry Santa Monica Mountains rising to meet the morning sky. He wanted to use the bathroom, but when he peeled back the bedcovers, he realized he was naked...
Chapter 9 Mike woke before Jen. While sleeping she'd thrown the blankets off, giving him a clear view of her body. Her nipples and pussy lips were swollen. Hickeys marked her neck, bite marks on her breasts. Additional evidence of her passionate night of sex with Ralph was all around them. The bed smelt like sex. Jen's torn and laddered pantyhose lay on the...
Prelude: Divorced mother of 2, Lynn Stewart was running errands around town one winter day. She stopped at the pharmacy to pick up a prescription and saw something that changed her... For the fullest enjoyment of the story, please read the first two chapters of "The Prescription," to understand what she saw and how it affected her. Chapter 3 continues....
Author's note: Before you start reading this you should think about what you want. There are two versions of this story. Hopefully they'll come out on the same day. The version you're reading is the original version of the story. This is not a very cheerful christmas story but I like it. Mikothebaby did convince me to write a happy ending version of the stor...
A story by The Wanderer writing as Denham Forrest. My thanks go to Techsan for his kind assistance in the editing of this story and to SH for the encouragement she gives me to continue to write my demented ravings. Copyright© 2008 Denham Forrest, The Wanderer The Price of Fame Chapter 01 I suppose it was funny how it all started up again really. Stella...
"So mixing with the real aristocracy are we now?" Erik said as I knelt on all fours naked in our apartment. "Yes I guess I am, but it's more his wealth than his title that I am after" I replied as I felt my husband grip my hips, realising that there was rather more flesh there than I liked. I was in Copenhagen for a weekend on my way to a series of meeting...
THIRTY-SEVEN From Monday to Wednesday everything else but the new building was shelved. It was stressful and tiring. Jenny phoned Ann and told her I would not be around until the contract was signed. Jenny and I ate out each evening and then we'd separate to our own flats to fall into bed exhausted. On Wednesday afternoon the contracts were signed and we w...
brief (legal)=barrister (Attorney); CPS=Crown Prosecution Service corpse= breaking into inappropriate laughter I think the American is blooper? Boot (of car)= trunk TWENTY-FIVE I again thought over whether I was doing the right thing. I kept coming back to the idea that perhaps it would have been better to stay clear of Ann and let her get on with her li...
*Note to readers: The first erotic story I ever wrote was about an affair I had with my high school English teacher. When I wrote it, I was involved with someone who had a huge BDSM fantasy and I let myself get talked into adding in things that didn't happen to please this person. It's bothered me ever since. (Ironically, the best comments I received in priv...