Another work trip, another hotel, another three hundred and fifty miles from home, it's a small world; you'll see what I mean later. There I was back at the hotel where I stayed at for a week while I sorted out some contracts with the new customer. I had come back from the customer, had a shower and meal. I came down to the hotel bar for a quick night cap,...
© Bad Hobbit 2019 Author's note: I had two (unfortunately anonymous) complaints about one scene in this story, so I've changed it around a bit. Hopefully this will read a little better. "Jenny, come round to this side of the table, please." The way that Chris said it, it didn't sound like a big deal. He'd just cleared away after dinner while I finished m...
'Best of times; worst of times', it was Charles Dickens who started off his epic tale of 'A Tale of Two Cities' with that phrase and I have often thought that should my life be written about then those few words would neatly sum up my biography. However, given my life is not yet done, such thoughts maybe a little premature and there might well be a happy e...
"Phew, finally done!" Sam exclaimed. She worked on her homework all morning and now, as the sun was setting she was free to seek her favorite Sunday past time: exploring the internet. Sam closed her books and went to the window, she pulled the curtains close, the room was lit with the crimson sunset, but she had her privacy. She sat back at her desk, turned...
NITA SATISFIES HER BUCKET LIST (and ADAM'S TOO!) Nita had done all she had set out to do, well, almost... She had become more of a vixen and seductress for her husband; taken a live-in lover to satisfy her own new-found bisexuality (Adam certainly hadn't minded!); gotten used to, and now excited by, revealing all or parts of herself nude in public; and emb...
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Time was that I was like most other women, a happily married young mother with a nice suburban home and devoted husband, but I was a different person then. I grew up in a very conservative Christian home; graduated from a Christian high school. That is where I met my future husband Ben. We even went to the same Christian college. It was in my freshman year...
All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without permission from the publisher, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law. For permissions contact author through profile. Forgive me for the lengthy wait for Bifrost. Please believe that Kirk and Aztrit mean a lot to me, and I refuse to update their story if I don't feel I'v...
Disclaimer: This story, names of characters and places are entirely works of fiction. Any similarities to any persons, places or events, living or dead, is a coincidence and not intended by the author. ***** The day was getting close to its close, or at least it was at the University. The school was not an elitist preparatory school, but it was a higher en...
[Author's Note: Thank you for reading this story. If you have not already done so, please read the first three chapters. I welcome your feedback so I can become a better writer.] Emaline, Celia and Nessa decided to take an early Sunday morning walk. They liked to explore the farthest edges of the plantation from time to time. It was the closest thing they h...