Yawning, Jenni decided to have a bath and go to bed. As the bath was filling the phone rang. The caller was a writer from Business People, a struggling small business newspaper published each Thursday. "Miss Giles?" "It is." "It's Rhys Cain, a journalist with Business People, speaking. I apologize for calling late but I phoned twice this afternoon without...
There are places in this story where the same person is referred to as Missy, Mrs. Smith or Also. Please understand the names are to give the perspective of the person viewing her. There is no overt sex. If you are looking for a cheap thrill you will not find it in my stories. Hank Williams Jr stated once that he writes songs about subjects he knows. I wri...
The Day of the Ceremony is Finally Here Part 7 As I drove home from work, I could not stop thinking about how our lives as slave and slut had escalated so quickly. What felt like days ago, I was a powerful executive about to obtain my new and even more respected position, but instead I was driving home soaked in my colleagues urine as the new office demoral...
This is a pure work of fiction and all aspects are from my own imagination though some parts will probably sound similar depending on how much fantasy reading you have done. I also want to say that any people having sex are 18+. There are no underage sex scenes or sexual relationships in any way. If you have any problems with what I am typing let me know bu...
In 'The Vicar's Wife', I told you how I got involved with Susanna, our Vicar's wife, and the wonderful sex we enjoyed together in the full flush of our lives. This story happened some months after - it was unbelievable! If you are deeply religious, perhaps you should skip this one. After the Sunday service, whilst waiting for our husbands, Susanna, the Vic...
Sincere thanks to Tx Tall Tales and MSTarot for their mentoring and to Privates1stClass for proofreading. Any remaining errors or issues are on me. I was crocheting a scarf while I edited. ~~~~~ Laura was pissed. Danny didn't know she was pissed, but she was. His eyes were closed when she discovered the evidence of his presumed infidelity, so he didn't s...
Real life sometimes intrudes on my fantasy one, much to my annoyance. I have solid reasons why it took this long to pick up the thread of this story, all which mean nothing to you. But, here it is. ................................................... I sat back and tried to relax as the jet winged it's way across the ocean, idly listening to Nonna and Gina...
Anna sought me out at the end of the day on Monday. She was worried about me. I needed time to reflect, but I didn't think that my mind was going to change. - "Why don't you come over, Saturday night? Let me make a meal for you." I suggested. - "You don't have to do that." she said. Anna seemed a bit uneasy. Was she that afraid of my cooking? It was only l...
I was eager to get back to work. It would be my second year; I hoped to improve my lessons, and correct the mistakes I had made as a rookie. There would be more free time, too - I wouldn't have to draw up a lesson from scratch, or modify one of Antonia's, every single night. Ironically, I had no one to spend that free time with. Chantal was gone. Nina was s...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...