Follow up series to "Special Kind of Swim Lesson." Enjoy and there'll be more to come with these characters! "We're still on for tonight, right?" Nikki asked me right as I sat down in my desk for 7th period economics. She wore black leggings today along with a cute white t-shirt and black sandals. "Yeah, of course," I replied a little awkwardly. I was fe...
A black limo made its way through the streets. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and the air was pleasantly warm. It was a Friday night and the city was a pretty sight of colours and busy night-life. But a few minutes away from the noise and excitement. . . a few kilometres outside of the night time world, a quiet suburb laid in darkness and silen...
It was with a sigh of relief that Devonny slipped her nightgown over her head and pulled her hair from the coif on top of her head. The dark curls spilled around her shoulders and she absently combed her fingers through the locks. It was well into the early hours of the morning, though she had been allowed to retire, she helped the rest of the staff make sur...
Chapter 1 Five years ago I owned my own company and was earning a six figure salary. I had it all. A gorgeous wife, boat, cars, motorcycles, two homes, and a loaded bank account. Today I kneel in the bathroom of a company I once owned scraping gum off the floor so I can mop it. This is my story of five long years of submission and cuckolding at the hands of...
This story is the first of several which will build on these characters and the situations introduced here. Each will stand on its' own and as such I decided not to make it a story in chapter form. ------------------------------------------ Tom Prentice walked into The Embers Restaurant and took a look around. It was not any different from his last visit,...
Chapter 1: Ginny "Electives," and "Distribution," have many of the same characters as "Picking up the Pieces," but may be read in any order. * A few weeks before the end of my second year of college, I decided to take two courses during the summer. Before enrolling, I sought my grandfather's approval. "When will you study?" he wanted to know, like he re...
Moving house was always a hassle, but after my divorce I decided I needed a change of scenery, and when I saw this place I fell in love with it instantly. The house was set back a little from the road in a lightly wooded area, so there was plenty of privacy, in fact there was only one near neighbor and there was a hedge rather than a fence between the two pr...
Sandra nudged Troy as she brushed the dirt and soot from his face, "Honey, wake up, are you ok?" she shook him lightly. "Troy, wake up, I'm here baby." Troy snapped awake as he jolted his body. He looked at his wife and started to weep lightly. He mumbled through his duct tape but the words never made it out. Sandra took hold of the tape as she slowly peele...
This is the fourth story in a series. Once again, I've fallen in love with my own characters. I hope you have as much fun reading about Denise Hines and her boyfriend as I've had writing about them. I do recommend that you read Her Second Job chapters 1 -3 in order before reading this story. While this series was inspired by things which really happened man...
CHAPTER THIRTY Brownlow rang the Swain house at 9:15am, a time when he could be reasonably sure that Cynthia would be home alone. "I want to talk to you, alone." "I don't think that would be a very good idea." "I don't think that you are in a position to dictate terms. If you have anyone with you when I get there I go straight to the station and present m...