Chapter 31 -- College Onsite Dave peered through the glass door into part of the core that was usually used by the younger school children in the Circle's home-schooling program. He was surprised to see room full of college aged men and women peering at the teacher at the front of the class. The teacher was Marie Thereaux. The hieroglyphics on the white boa...
I was about to leave work early when my phone rang. It was one of the school administrators. They also served as my secretaries. "Mr. Caldwell? A student is here to see you." No, I hadn't seen this student before. The student hadn't wanted to describe his issue with the admin and instead wanted to speak to me directly. My name was Sam Caldwell and I worked...
Nick lay in the bed alongside Mistress Elyse, completely exhausted. They had been going at it for a couple hours this particular session and while Mistress Elyse had many climaxes so far, she had not yet permitted him to have his. Nick wasn't complaining though. He knew his place well since day one. He enjoyed giving his Mistress pleasure and he knew he was...
This is a companion piece to the stories of Seaborne Memorial High School. It's Lucas' turn this time. He turned out to be a little more introspective than I was expecting, but then he is an English teacher. He's a slow, cautious guy; this ain't a quick spank story, though most of mine aren't. Enjoy! * * * Until that Thursday, I thought of her as "Liz...
W.F. Stuart Teaching College is in the foothills, overlooked by the elite suburbs. It's the closest that ordinary folk can get to high living. Above the college are winding leafy roads with mansion after estate after villa. Deckings stilted above slopes, infinity pools cut into rock. Below the college was suburbia; rows of mostly untidy little boxes with sim...
Matthew Goodwin's pencil hovered over the blank page like the spear of some angry god ready to strike down from the heavens and forever leave its mark on the world of mortal men. If only, the much more human Matthew hadn't been experiencing a king-sized case of writer's block at that moment. He might have been leaving just as indelible a mark on the litera...
I know that there are many of these story lines running open-ended at the moment. Be patient, because I am now sure all of these stories happen in the same universe, many at the same time. I fully expect my characters to cross from story to story in the future. I loved writing this fatass cum dumpster just as much as my soulless secretary, and I hope you...
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My name is Amanda, I'm 32 and married with a 2 year old child. My husband is an accountant and I'm a teacher at a local community college. I've lived a pretty straight, trouble-free lifestyle. I never really partied that much back in college and didn't date that many guys etc... I had a couple of boyfriends in high school but nothing serious. I met my husban...
Connor paused, resting on his legs supported by the little shelf on the chaise like he was sitting up in the saddle and getting ready to ride. He surveyed the coupled couple just below him. Sherry was dripping wet, and her juices flowed down her husband's cock like hot juices leaking on a turkey baster, except his dick was lot thicker, and most of it was hid...