"What was that all about?" "I'm not sure. She didn't say anything all the way home. Just 'Thank you I had a good time' before she ran inside. I tried calling this morning, but just got voice mail." "Did I blow it for you two? I mean -- she seemed to want us both. If she'd given any indication -- I'd have gone home. But she acted like she wanted me there."...
Author's Note: An accident shrinks a thirty five year old man to just over three feet tall. *** Back at Suzanne's, Maria praised Arilla for my changes. "Oh, I don't think anyone would know him now. Suzanne will be so pleased with what you've done. 'Annie' can't stay dressed up like that all the time you'll have to get play clothes." "I know, we're going s...
I hope you enjoy this latest installment in my * Me series. I really enjoyed writing this goofy, spontaneous, and daring duo's story. Happy reading! -SWE ~ ~ ~ Ben pulled into the parking lot of The Golden Chopstick restaurant and let out a deep sigh. He was so done with the week. His new group of contract tech writers needed a ridiculous amount of handhol...
7. Tutorial "Chloe," Nia said, "I know this is all new but you wanted me to teach you ... don't thank a male like Marc when he makes you come. It is your right as a dominant woman to expect that or anything else from a submissive male at any time, and it will be his privilege to provide it. Wherever, whenever, and however you want. Do you understand?" I wa...
"Stan, Julie, how are we feeling today?" Stan jolted upright. They'd been waiting for ten minutes in Dr. Saunders's office after waiting thirty minutes in his waiting room and it had sunken him into a grumpy slouch. Stan grabbed his wife's hand and squeezed it. "We're fine, just fine." "Good!" Saunders moved around to the other side of the desk, dropping o...
My name is Philippa, I prefer to be known as Pippa and it is also my work name; I am a Sex Worker not a prostitute. How did I become a sex worker? My boss got me into it; this is my story. It all started after I left college and managed to get my first proper job in back office sales; effectively on a minimum wage plus a small amount. I submitted the writte...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan September 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. The house...
With trembling hands, I pick up the phone the same as I always did. "Barbara-Ann Mercer for Master sergeant Kenneth Mercer." "Relation to the patient?" "Wife," I replied in my sweetest tone. I could even picture the face of who it was; Kristin or Ashley or maybe Carol on of the many former military wives who got their nursing degrees and made it a point to...
Preparing breakfast, I look outside and decide we'll eat on the deck. "We have a free weekend coming up. You wanna check into another hotel?" I ask Sarah as she enters the kitchen. "Sure. You pick this time." Sarah tells me after picking the business cards off the refrigerator. The remaining three cards have been hanging there on the side for a couple of w...
Warning: I'm told I use too many words, so don't expect a short jerkoff story, just a short story by my normal standards. I tried being brief and lost the plot, so will stick to my own style and letting the story tell itself and be as brief or as long as it needs to be. You have been warned. Chapter 1 "Mr Waterman, from all the information here I'm sorr...