Martin Bishop opened the door to his apartment, glad to finally be home. It had been a long week for the twenty-five year old photographer, having had three major projects to complete. Now he was looking forward to a quiet night at home. The door hadn't even fully closed behind him when a tall, long-haired redhead, appeared from the kitchen. With a warm smi...
Dressed in teen clothes Janice and Rose came back from shopping, with the usual armful of bags. 'Put the coffee on, girl, then hang up your new clothes,' Janice told her stepmother. The coffee was bubbling so Rose picked up the bags, to go to her room. It had been her daughter's room, but she had been relegated to it since their role reversal a few weeks...
The Offices of Kopf & Bradley were on the fortieth floor looking down on Madison Avenue. It was Election day in the off-year as Susan Singleton and three other partners met with Edward Kincade; his executive assistant, Carrie Wilson; and Tony Greco, the governor's political advisor. Fred Bradley as the senior partner present was summarizing what the partie...
Disclaimer: I do not own the legal rights to Lara Raith. Lara Raith is a character that was created by Jim Butcher for his stories about a fictional private investigator/wizard named Harry Dresden. I am merely borrowing Lara for a short time to bring a little fan-fiction entertainment to your lives. ****** The next morning, I awoke with a naked female s...
Pedagogue I was wondering when she was going to come to me. Emilia Keating strides into my office. My failing student radiates the confidence that family wealth and a major sorority presidency grants. Her expression lets me know she has something in mind. It will be something manipulative and rather unethical. Just like her mother. That memory tries to ma...
James arrived on the set with his tail between his legs, literally and figuratively. His butt was so sore that it was difficult for him to sit down. His back was littered with welts and scratches. Worst of all, he had a nasty open sore on the underside of his penis shaft, right beneath the cock-head. It was very tender, but at least he could say that he went...
Chapter 7 Lose your wife, lose your life and lose your soul Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2011 Tuesday, December 29, 1931 They didn't return from the airfield until well after dark. It had taken several weeks to get the plane safely flyable again. James wanted it to be a surprise and tried to have at least a few hours each day working...
"You don't need the bra," I said to my wife, Lisa. She looked up at me, almost pleading. "Please, Brian." She was getting ready for an evening I had been imagining for years. "You don't need it," I repeated. Lisa looked down, defeated, at the bra in her hands and put it back into her suitcase. As she bent over, her breasts hung down and jiggled, and her b...
As far as Tuesdays went this one sucked big time. I was ten minutes early and not even at my desk yet when my boss hollered at me to come into his office. I was no sooner in the door when he threw a piece of paper at me and said: "What the hell is this shit?" I looked at it and saw that it was an e-mail from the XYZ Corporation telling us that we were bein...
The wedding's over, the bags are packed and I'm helping my new bride change from her wedding gown to her traveling clothes. As I unzip her beautiful dress I find that she's wearing a sexy corset that supports her ample breasts but leaves the nipples uncovered. Her dress won't fit over her hips so as I watch her lift it over her head her legs come into view c...