My first meeting with George Vlissidis was not at all what I expected. I spent four long days in the brig of George's cruiser, staring at the ceiling, worrying about my fate. Judging by his reputation, I had little doubt that this would not end well. I just hoped that Nora would do the smart thing and blame everything on me - it was enough if one of us was...
Feliciti looked in the mirror. Her husband Ramone was pulling his black Levi jeans up. His stomach was lean and hard and his arms and shoulders were heavily muscled from working as a mechanic on big construction equipment every day. His hands stopped buttoning his fly and her eyes lifted up to meet his. "Like what you see, babe." Ramone bull- frogged. His e...
Looking back on my life, I find it strange how completely random unplanned events seem to have dictated the course of my destiny more than the ones I worked and prepared for. When they happen, I'm almost always taken by surprise and totally unprepared. This story is about one of those times. Ever since I was a teen, it was always my dream to own a Harley Da...
Author's Note: This is the third story in the chain "A game within a game." Special thanks to my editor NJLauren. Chapter 3B The session with Cathy After a long absence Rob visited Cathy again. Both Marion and Helena had encouraged him to do so, in order to control his anger. Rob drove to Cathy's house, with mixed emotions: it would be exciting, Helena...
Part 1 – Background "What the hell do you mean they're coming here?" my wife Melina screamed, furious as she re-read the email that I showed her, written by my sister. "How can she do this to us? We're supposed to leave tomorrow! Now what are we going to do?" It was a hot June Saturday, and Melina was sitting in front of her desk in the little "sitting roo...
(All characters are above legal age of consent) I stand tall in front of you. Black leather shines on my curves. My nipples are tipped with five diamonds in the shape of a flower with the middle stone being a ruby. Around my neck is a leather collar studded with gold and rubies. Attached to the collar is a long thin gold chain with a small leather loop at o...
I squeezed my Harley between two parked cars and rumbled across the sidewalk and stopped near an old oak tree. Every eye was on me as I dropped the kickstand and stepped away from the bike. It gave me more than a small amount of pleasure to see the confusion on all the faces. I removed my leather jacket and unstrapped my helmet. I could see Steve getting up...
Note: This story is the thirtieth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous twenty-nine episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly...
The look on her husband's face was priceless, that submissive mixture of shock, surprise and arousal, when he walked back into his living room and saw what we were doing -- right there in his favorite recliner. Tara was in my lap facing me, slowly, seductively wiggling her firm ass over the huge bulge in my tight faded jeans, her arms around my neck, suckin...
I'm writing this down shortly after it happened and storing it in a secure place until someday I find the right venue for publishing it. This is not a "Dream Come True" story; it is a "Beyond my Wildest Imagination" story. A little background: I am the owner of a successful business that deals primarily in commercial real estate. I am married and the father...