This story is a work of fiction. The actions of the characters and the results of those actions, may, therefore, not be in keeping with reality; especially the legal stuff. There is not much sex. ***** My wife fucked him on the high seas... But he who fucks last fucks best. Her name was Catherine and she died at 2:18 in the afternoon. In three more days...
CHAPTER 10 - HOME WITH STEVE AND A NEW CONTRACT Steve was waiting at the Brisbane airport. The week had gone much faster than he had feared. In part, he was more relaxed about the possible dangers posed by her slavery but he had also been buoyed by some of the responses to the hundreds of job applications he had sent out in the past few weeks, gaining inter...
This is a sequel to one of my earlier works, 'Claire's Cousin'. Although it could stand as a story in its own right, readers will get much more out of it if they've read Chapter One first. Chapter 02: Simon's Seconds "Oh God! Oh God, Tim!" My wife's aroused voice sounded hoarse and crude over the slightly crackly telephone line, filling my smart but cha...
For an introduction to Mollie's brothel, please read Mollie Buys a Brothel, by Jim Grinsted. But this story can be read independently. All characters are over 18 years of age. Chapter One Mrs. Sarah Prendergast had no choice but to make the travel arrangements. She and Edward had agreed to celebrate their seventh anniversary as a second honeymoon. Money w...
Sydney I. Drift. "Did you call him yet?" "No." "Oh my God, Sydney, call him!" "No!" Tess huffed impatiently on the other end of the line and not one part of me cared. "He broke up with me, I think. If anyone is crawling back to someone it's he to me. Or something. You know what I mean." "I actually don't, because you've turned into a crazy person...
This story follows "I Reflect on an Interesting Year." This is an adult sex story. Although children's names are mentioned, the children are not in any way involved in anything sexually related. Enjoy and thanks for the views and the votes. **** Early January Catherine (my wife), Marie and Natalie (my stepdaughters) and I were in Scottsdale, Arizona,...
"Ever wondered who you were before?" "Were before?" Claire was puzzled. She looked up at her friend, Louise, who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine. "Your past lives," Louise explained. "Caroline Rattenbury is offering a past life regression workshop in Netherbury Farm buildings next Tuesday night. Do you want to go?" "Are you going?" "I'd like t...
Author's note: This story is based on real life events that occurred to me. The names have all been changed to protect the innocent, and not so innocent. Some dramatization has been added to match the themes of this site, but otherwise I have tried to remain true to the original experience. This story does not have a lot of sex for its length, but consideri...
It was supposed to be the ultimate holiday cruise; Manny had decided to retire at 57, sold his thriving jewellery business and then told his wife that they were going on the holiday of a lifetime. Maggie was most definitely not pleased. She thought that he would have learned a long time ago that he didn't make the decisions on his own. In fact, although he p...
"Stupid government regulations won't let me keep the ladies in the back office where they belong," Matt grumbled as he cut his steak. "Had to tell Mike in private I know he's right, Tania has no business driving the forklift, but legally I can't let him bully her." "What's wrong, Matt? Afraid her hormones will have her dropping inventory with it?" Ellie was...