"I wonder how many inches of dust I've wiped off this bookshelf over the years?" Valerie Benchkoff wondered aloud, singing hymns to herself as she robotically lifted item after item up to clean underneath. Nearly 32 years worth of marriage, motherhood and memories resided on the oak shelves in front of Valerie as she went about her weekly routine. Those 32...
Agnes was wearing cut off denim shorts that looked painted on with a large red and black shirt that she got on a trip to New Orleans that she liked to sleep in. It read: "Do No Harm But Take No Shit" below a yellow crescent moon. It was from a voodoo shop in the French Quarter. "So... Mom killed dad?" Charlie sat at the small kitchen table with his hands in...
It had just gone about 2pm Wednesday afternoon. The boutique was empty. The door of the boutique opened and in walked, sexy voluptuous Loose women host, and TV legend's Eamonn Holmes wife, Ruth Langsford. Ruth in the flesh was a smoking hot, 57 year old milf. Ruth had just finished presenting Loose Women for the day, and had a spare hour before doing the...
Phoebe smiled. "Soapy, I think I'm going to leave Nolan down there in the Kennel for another week." The now platinum blonde giggled, and her full breasts bounced a bit in the violet halter top. Soapy tried not to drool behind the counter. Damn she's looking good he thought, just like the tramps in my Narcotics Anonymous meetings. "But I thought your origina...
*For those of you who have been wondering and waiting so patiently, the next chapter will take more of an intimate turn. I did add just a bit of spice in this chapter, so i hope you'll enjoy it. Thanks for your continued support, comments and for rating!* As the sound of a ringing telephone interrupted her sleep, Julia rolled onto her side and reached he...
**Author's Note: I'm hoping to get up to 12-13 chapters of this story. I am currently working on other Erotic Horrors but I'm making this story a priority. ***** Last night was a blur for Agnes after her amazing magic sex with Pastor James. She woke up, naked, the early morning sun glaring in her face to find Michelle and Charlie looking down at her concer...
I dialed Nolan's number again while I pulled into his driveway behind the little green Alero his parents gave him last year for graduation. It rang once and went straight to voicemail...odd. I unlocked the front door using the key he had given me and made my way down the hall to his room. I'd been about to yell his name and figure out where he was when I he...
The next morning, about ten, a cross-town courier showed up with the papers on the Victory Warehouse complex, just as I wanted them. There was a hand-written note from the geezer thanking me "for my patience". A two hundred dollar blowjob had saved me ten grand, and had gotten a two million dollar renovation project going. If that isn't great "risk managemen...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. While many of the characters are historical personages, the main character and her family are fictional and do not knowingly resemble anyone who actually lived. * Joanna Nolan followed her parents Lord and Lady Coe off their river barge and towards the great hall of Greenwich Castle; gaily decorated for Yuletide....
Rosie pulled up the driveway and parked her car. She climbed out and grabbed her bag. It had been a long busy day at work. She was so tense all day, so she couldn't wait to get home and relax. This summer, she decided she wanted to make money so she took a job at one of her favorite clothing stores, instead of relaxing like she did every summer since grade...