It was late in July and the summer heat was getting to me. Home alone, I went about by average home-alone "to do list." This usually consisted of reading, practicing the piano, and giving myself a good jerk. In the back of my house there is a lagoon (more of a canal) that feeds into the bay. Up and down the lagoon people to and from the bay on a various asso...
When I got off the elevator, I saw her and hit a U-turn. It was just my luck that Ms. Annette Sabers heard the chime of the elevator and looked up. "Hey! You! Come here." She snapped her fingers at me like I was a dog. In her corporate world, I was. She was the big, powerful lawyer, me the lowly, disposable mailroom boy. Instead of saying, "Bitch, don't f...
This a remix of A Piece of Peta but Romi Rain was the original pornstar in my original version and so was the title, Pornstar Neighbor. Romi is still in the adult film industry while Peta has long been retired from the industry. ------ Ryan sits in his desk, on the phone with a complaining customer, but after 5-10 minutes, she hung up. When you work as a c...
It was a yet another dreary, wet Wednesday. The week was dragging on longer than usual and I was more than ready for the weekend. No big plans, but at least I would be free of the office for a few days. As I had a deadline looming, I had been concentrating on finishing my review of the latest print copy when the morning mail was dropped unceremoniously into...
Chapter 3: The Beginning She slipped the strap of her stiletto around her ankle and sighed. Gabriela Bartolome just knew this date was a bad idea, but she'd let her daughter talk her into it. The man worked with Nicole and she'd met him while picking up her daughter for lunch one afternoon. He'd been polite even though they didn't talk much then. Apparently...
Joyce Holland was having one of those days. The kind that left one questioning the path her life had taken and if she could have chosen a different route to a happier more carefree existence. The conclusion was always the same. A heavy sigh and the return to busy fingers working away as she typed up memos and minutes of endless meetings. Life seemed to be no...
This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. I got up the next day, did some minor house cleaning, went shopping, and planned on visiti...
If you are looking for the repetitive lines of sex don't read my work. It's been done to death. If you are looking for violence involving a woman you won't find it here. I recognize there are exceptions to every rule but damn few for don't hurt the ladies. This is close to my story, not quite but close... ***** Randy was 21 when he fell for Carol. Carol wa...
It's ten thirty and the air conditioner has broken for the second time this week, so the suits on the floor above are in shirts sleeves and they don't like that. Swaggering in full dress, mobile phones and an ego kept in the pocket with the comb, bright sunshine, ray bans. This men don't earn money. They "pull down" in "'k's". Stevie is talking to Melissa a...
Disclaimer: Although this isn't a BDSM story in the strictest sense, it does include graphic depictions of such content, particularly female domination and fetish. If such content is disturbing to you, then you might not want to proceed. ***** -1- Alexandr Krivstov stared out from his balcony as the setting sun turned the sky a brilliant shade of orange....