Author's Note: I originally posted the story under a different penname, but due to some serious privacy issues I'd been having, I took it down, along with my audios. So, I'm starting again and being more careful. So forgive me if I'm not as responsive as I once was. It's hard to trust people. __ I always looked up to Blaine; she was like the big sister I...
I had just been separated from the military and took the train to my former community. I say former because my family had moved to another community about fifty miles away while I was in the service. I wanted to stop in my former community and see a few friends, particularly the wife of the News Agency owner. I had worked for them for a few years before I l...
From this point on I will have to hand the story over to Jean, as who would be better regaling the tale than the slut who was there. Dave left me at the table so I could enjoy a night of sexual passion with the three guys. True to form, the second Dave left, I nodded at the guys and Harry, Ross and Mike were back over at my table, knowing full well they'd a...
Walking in the door the Friday after my eighteenth birthday, everything seemed great. My parents had gone out of town for the weekend and I was for the first time a truly free man. My older brother had decided not to come home for Labor Day holiday which I was kind of bummed about, we didn't get alone all that well but I still looked up to him. He was one of...
Part 1 I was not an ambitious young man. After high school, I could not find a good full-time job. I entered the U.S. Army and retired after serving 20 years at army bases in the USA, and in Germany and Korea. Soon after I retired from the army, my marriage to an ambitious and beautiful lady ended in divorce. My wife, Betty, was a nurse and got a job wher...
Bzzt. Bzzt. A faint vibration awoke Claire, and she blinked sleepily in the early morning light. She had a moment to wonder why on Earth she'd set her cell phone alarm so early, and then she rolled onto her back and suddenly remembered. The soft ropes Sebastien had used to tie her hands to the headboard the night before were still there. That would make her...
Welcome back for my third installment of my wife’s diary. This particular portion of her diary happened soon after part two occurred. In fact it was only two days later. Those of you that have read my previous contributions know that the writing in Italics are excerpts from my wife’s diary, but for those of you who haven’t read the other parts, now you know....
Chapter 2: First Assignments "Daniel! I'm glad I could catch you before you headed off to your shoot." "Ah, hello, Ms. Small." Even over the phone, Erin could imagine the African's wide, friendly smile. "Please thank Mr. Mishin once again for thinking of me for this shoot." "You're one of his best male models, Daniel. You've always been on my short list."...
The well dressed man looked with disgust and loathing at the bum rummaging in the dumpster in the dark alley. Tony 'Tough Tony' Provalono had just left Scalini's, one of the best restaurants in New Jersey, where he had tipped the waiter more money than the hobo was likely to see in his lifetime. Tony was dressed in Armani; the gorgeous woman beside him in Pr...
"Hi… Mom!" I drew out that last part, my voice dripping with sarcasm, and heard her giggle at the other end of the line. "Hi, Donna," Faye chimed musically, the smirk in her voice apparent. "Did Angie give you my message?" "With a vengeance," I groaned melodramatically. "She literally fucked me stupid; I went out like a light. This morning, I was...