Joel Sattler Obituary Stories

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The Answer To My Problem

by SexyJennaInk on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

"She's been crying like this all night," Jenna sighed. "I feel so helpless." She was my best friend of years, and I hated when I let her down; but sometimes you just can't fake a smile, right? Sometimes you have to be real. If I had to be real- as I was- Jenna was the friend I trusted most. And the male friend I trusted most was . . . Benji leaned into me...

How to Succeed at Life

by sack on Sep 1, 2017
How To

There are no magic formulas for success, but the older I get, the more I rely on a few simple principles to help get me through each passing day. One could argue that these are simply "common sense", but as my wise grandmother used to say, "common sense isn't very common." The common superficial indicators of success-money, a good job, fancy possessions, and...

Three Reasons To Smile

by SexyJennaInk on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

She fished for her keys in her purse while the two men stood waiting to get into the red Cavalier. "I call shotgun," Benji shrieked as he opened the unlocked passenger door and climbed in the vehicle. Joel simply shook his head and climbed into the backseat. "It's the Holiday Inn," he reminded. "On your right, up the block about two miles." "Thanks," Ju...

Anna and Joel - The Piper Ch. 01

by WalkingThinking on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

This story and all characters are fictional. My sincere thanks to my editor findingmyvoice. Without her encouragement and editing, this story would have never been completed. You always pay the Piper - To pay a price that you deem high or unfair, but failing to pay the price will result in dire consequences. ***** Joel unlocks the front door to his hous...

Joel's Stressful Afternoon

by justincbenedict on Jul 18, 2018
BDSM

"You are, too a crybaby." Yvette smiled as she said this to the perspiring Joel, her ever devoted older boyfriend. They'd just come in from walking home with ice cream cones. "You complain, and whine and wimp out. You're a big sissy." Joel, not yet scenting the danger, protested good naturedly. "I don't think that's true. I do give you your own way a lot,...

Rescued by the Bartender

by SwitchMami on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

He coughed and put the empty shot glass down on the bar, blinking rapidly as the whisky burned its way into his stomach. Shaking his head, he turned and blanched as he watched her at the opposite end of the bar. Hannah tossed her long blonde curls over a bare shoulder with a laugh, her blood-red dress making her a beacon of beauty that men just couldn't see...

The Art of Seduction

by Hotwifeshowoff on Feb 13, 2018
Loving Wives

Joel flopped down onto the smooth black leather couch next to his wife Shannon after a long night drinking with their friends John and Sara. Off The Chain was packed and John and Sara had even talked the two of them into dancing out on the dance floor for the first time in years. Joel and Shannon had been very social and outgoing when they were younger, but...

Pink Bathrobe

by Jwhit2009 on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

"It's for you." Said my wife Amy as she handed me the phone. She had a look of disgust on her face so I had a good idea who it was. There is only one guy I know who could get under a women's skin like that. "Hey dude what's up." I said. Joel Whitman was my roommate in college. He was the crazy college party guy we all know. However, unlike the rest of us h...

Becoming a Domme Ch. 01-02

by soppingwetpanties on Nov 24, 2017
BDSM

Kasey is a character in the Grounded in Toronto series, making her appearance in Chapter 5. She is a statuesque redhead with long legs and an impressive 34D bust. This is her backstory. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used i...

Well Worth the Wait

by draconus_infernus on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Joel stood in the shower letting the hot water cascade over him. He was standing towards the rear of the tub facing the shaving mirror that was affixed to the wall. It may have been Saturday, and he had no place special to go and no one to impress, but he hadn't shaved in nearly a week and his face was starting to itch. He had just lathered up when he hear...