My wife and I were both accountants working for different companies. We both made good money and were living the high life. We had all our credit cards maxed out; we both had new cars leased and a new condo full of new furniture bought on credit. Now as accountants, you would think we would know better but we weren't worried because our combined income was a...
First, I would like to thank "B. Smith." For editing the story and for your advice. I also want to thank the readers for your encouraging words. I will try my best to improve on the stories and writing. The story is based on real life experience. This is a story about a guy who found the perfect dominant woman that makes him truly happy. Story would be mor...
This story was originally submitted and posted as The Photographer's Assistant. After the story was accepted, I realized that the file was incomplete (very much incomplete), so I am resubmitting the entire story under the title "The Mermaid." I apologize to those who wasted their time reading the incomplete version and hope you will take the time to read t...
Eleanor 1985: Eleanor settled into the Limo's plush back seat. The Chauffeur closed her door, climbed in and pulled the limo out into traffic. Eleanor removed her sunglasses, slid out of her jacket and settled in for the ride. The chauffeur glanced in the rear-view, "Ms Windham, my name is Carl. There is an envelope for you in my seat-back. Put that in you...
Chapter 7 Moving In The flight from London came into JFK early that morning. From there Faith caught the connecting flight to New Boston. When she got in, she saw her new boyfriend Bobby waiting for her at the arrivals section. The stocky-but-well-built, curly-haired Bobby rushed to greet her, wrapping his arms around the large-breasted blonde girl. "Bobb...
Notes: For anyone who was waiting for this - I apologize. Feel free to leave a comment telling me where to go. For those who weren't, leave a comment and lemme know what you think. All characters in this work are over 18 and completely fictional. Contains magical futanari/female with male genitalia - if that's not something you're into, you may want to skip...
This is a continuation from the story, "Sharing my Wife: A Camping Trip." The rest of that week passed in a bit of a daze. Michelle was nervous all week, as she was making her professional debut as a stripper Saturday night. She'd enjoyed it immensely on amateur night and been a big hit, so they enticed her to take a step further. She went shopping for cl...
The manager of the fish market called to Dave when he was collecting his check for the weeks catch. "Some of the workers from the processing department want to talk to you," he said as he wished Dave a merry Xmas. The girls were on smoko sitting along benches on the waterfront. "Hi I'm Rosita," a short slim dark skinned woman said as she thanked him for c...
Looking back on my life, I realize that we are all products of our experiences, but certain events are more pivotal than others. When questioned, most people would say the most important things were things planned, like college, marriage, and children. Whereas those are indeed important, I think the course of my life has been defined more by the little thing...
There was one or two more pieces of the puzzle I needed to flesh out a bit. Nancy was asleep and I went to work. First was the plentiful emails with Kitty. Kitty didn't know I was Nancy's step-son, only that I'm twenty years her junior and recently in college. She knows Nancy adores me. Here's what I wanted to find out. Nancy eventually wants to feel my...