It was the dumbest, and best thing I had ever done, all rolled up into one. I was thirty at the time, an up and coming office manager, over a small group of employees. Two young men just barely out of high school who mostly ran errands and did all the heavy lifting. There were also three other women in the office, two young girls, one married, one single an...
(Copyright 2001. Al rights reserved). All characters and events are fictitious. * * * * * Marianne stood under one of the showers in the away team dressing room at the stadium and watched the soapsuds running down her body. Some were caught in the thick mound of pubic hair and she ran her fingers through them to release them. She could here the steady ru...
Part 1. The three girls performing soccer practice appeared to be having a lot of fun. I stopped to watch as I walked home from the corner store. A well-built brunette with long straight hair in a ponytail, and a leggy dark-haired girl easily ran across the field with the ball. The goalie was a slender, small-breasted blonde with a ponytail and a salacious...
After Lorraine handed the customer his change back, she wiped her sweaty brow and face with a handkerchief and drank some water from her bottle. She sat back down on a folding chair next to her friend, Beth, in their tent booth that shielded away the sun's bright, glaring rays. People strolled up and down Center Street, occasionally stopping by to purchase s...
Note: This story is the thirty-second episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous thirty-one 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 r...
Suddenly finding myself in the precarious situation known as "unemployed", I decided that a change was needed in my life. I bought several books that are intended to help people "find" themselves based on their interests, talents, and skills. I took several aptitude tests and assessments and they showed that I had a talent for writing and editing. I knew tha...
The following story contains details of sexual relations between consenting adults. If you are 18 or under you are asked not to read the following. This story contains no references to any person living or dead. It is essentially a romance with a twist. * * * * * - Chapter One – Our First Meeting - I had two weeks to go before the final degree exams and I...
Jill Cumbest sat back and rubbed her eyes. It was after ten, well past quiting time, but the market research she and her team had been slaving on for weeks was finally done. She had just finished getting it all compiled and presentable. Giving the final chart one last glance, she rolled her tired shoulders. A sigh escaped her lips before she saved the docume...
[Author's note: Not the usual Mabeusian fare, this is a story of female domination. What's good for the goose... --dr.M.] As Lorraine walked up the steps of the mansion for Andrew's one o'clock lesson, she could hear him butchering Beethoven's "Für Elise" in a way so awful it had to be intentional. Sure enough, the musical carnage soon ended in a burst of...
(Inspired by 2XWidderwoman, about which more anon...) © by the author2008, All rights completely, totally and unreservedly reserved. This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, sexual peccadilloes, or other prurient incidences are entirely the fault of the author's slightly twisted imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locales...