Chapter Three - Pretty Pink Panties Adele and Kimberly drove along the snaking back roads that led from the Peak property to Missionville which was a typical country town. Being the County seat there was a large municipal building across from the town common that housed the county courthouse, sheriff's department headquarters, hall of records, and the jail....
I describe myself as a wannabe Dirty old man, not because I am one, but because as my best friend Karen keeps telling me, there is no higher accolade and so I should aim to be one. This is the eighth chapter in this series - I recommend you to read the previous chapters in order before this one. I can't thank Romantic1 enough for the time he spent reviewin...
Kirstin walked into the department feeling on edge, her eyes scanning coworkers she passed by, looking for any smirks, raised eyebrows, quick avoiding glances, anything that might hint at Alan sharing the story of her humiliating experience at the warehouse. She almost bumped into people due to focusing her attention on listening rather than what was in fron...
Norm The days that followed came and went in a blur of activity. Tilly's disappearance and my search for her had stalled our plans, but had not derailed them. This window of time was critical if we were to build a future on the farm. I spent half of that first day worrying over how best to approach Nock about managing our growing network. Something had put...
"I'm just saying, why not find some little honey? You've got the money. Set her up in an apartment. Buy her things. Then fuck her anytime you want." Dave was slurring, but so was I. Too many drinks to celebrate winning a client we had pursued for months. "Because it's exploitive. Disgusting. And being married actually means something, you know." Dave snor...
Disclaimer: *All teen characters are eighteen years old, over the age of consent.* *** I sat in silence as the Lyft pulled up in front of my house immediately noticing the activity there. It looked like mom was home and entertaining because it was the only time you'd see my front door open. I was told that in my infancy, there'd been a break-in which my la...
Kirsty stared around the room. The Christmas tree that was a safe distance from the roaring fireplace had turned out magnificent in the end. Petrine had insisted that they all help decorate it on Thanksgiving. That had come as a bit of a surprise to Kirsty, but it seemed that her mother-in-law retained far more than simply her accent. She kept several of her...
I was tired and sore by the time we had exhausted our lusts with each other by the river. He held my naked body tenderly as we watched the sun starting to dip below the mountains; the air was already cooling. I snuggled into his body as his hand worked its way up and down my back. "I could stay here forever with you," he whispered in my ear. "You remember...
Disclaimer This story is fiction, well 75% fiction, with a splash of reality here and there. It contains depictions of sexual acts between men and men, men and women, women and women, and men and MtF transgendered. There is also a small amount of BDSM (mostly humiliation, Domination, and submission). If any of this bothers you please feel free to NOT READ I...
Chapter 1 of a new series. Katy invites her friend Kristen to go on an unusual cruise with her in the Mediterranean. Kristen's wonderful husband, Carl, says she can go with his blessing. Note: This story is entirely fictional written for readers' enjoyment, and bears no resemblance to any people living or dead. * Kristen sighed quietly to herself with di...