The hot pillow talk I had with my second wife, Gloria, from June until September was a summertime event and something that I looked forward to having, an understatement, anytime we were alone and romantically in the mood. If you don't know what pillow talk is, if you never had hot pillow talk, we weren't talking about buying vibrant colored and bold designed...
Part 03: Indoctrination of the Slave This is a work of fiction, the names used are fictional. Any relation to any person, real or imagined, living or dead, is purely unintentional and accidental. Answering the bell, Robert opened the door, and was not surprised by what she had dressed in. He had assumed she would rebel, and show her independence. Good, he...
The closing chapter, kinda long with but all the love-making that was missing in the last chapter... ***** I arrived at Stowmarket Police Station as the place was coming to life, and my concerns were soon put to rest. Why they couldn't have done that in the corridor when her parents were watching I'll never fucking know... They told me what had happened t...
AUTHOR'S NOTE I wrote this story to please me. If it should please you also, that's icing on the cake. Since I'm always trying to improve my writing, I welcome all comments regarding the story, good or bad. Don't waste your time on the personal insults. If you are wise enough to actually offer ways I can improve, or point out something I should have done d...
This is the continuation of the series Reporting and continues to interweave itself with some of the other series all centred around real life characters living, working, loving and making the mistakes so common to people in mid western USA, i.e. because of the high risk reward scenario overhanging all in an oil and gas boom and bust town like Houston. It ma...
You want to know what happened? Alright. Just try not to interrupt. I need to concentrate. I can remember like it was yesterday. It all started one fall morning when I was sitting at my computer writing. "Thank you, young man," Teresa said, twirling strands of her wavy blonde hair. She looked down at the young, muscular FedEx man, squirming out from under...
As soon as the TV crew cleared up and left the real party was underway just as Patricia and Billie returned from taking Mandy to the airport. "Why was Mandy jumping and yelling after being on the phone after closing the interview," Natalie asked. Her mother said, "Mandy told us in the car that was her producer telling Mandy it was her best interview in th...
Author's Note: everyone in this story is eighteen or older! I was in the middle of enjoying my summer vacation when an ex-President sat down on my face. The worst thing was that it was not entirely unexpected. "Mmphhmmmmhmm," I mumbled against a bunch of swimsuit. I felt Maddie's feet press against my belly, then her palms slap against the ground behind m...
Disclaimer: Like all lit stories this one would fit in multiple categories. This story has threesomes (M/M/F), exhibitionism, and lots of light bondage. If those aren't your thing, stop now and find another story. ***** (Thomas) "Wow," I said. "Who the hell is that?" My best friend Dean looked up and followed my eyes to where I was looking. "Oh her, th...
Sunday I both texted and called Jean-Luc to tell him he didn't have to come to the picnic. He didn't back out. He picked me up on time. It was a very short drive to the lake. Short but still long enough for me to have nerves. "It seems like you shouldn't be meeting anyone I know from my regular life," I said, before I realized how rude that might seem. "Li...