The black stretch limo moved silently through the downtown street like a shark at dusk. The tinted windows protected the occupants from any nosy onlookers as it made its way north, toward the suburbs. Only the olive-skinned driver could be seen through the front windshield, his face mainly hidden by the classic chauffer's hat and his dark glasses. The grey-...
Special thanks to editors DaneW and kasmith05. ***** It was a peculiar dilemma. I wanted so badly to see and move, but all I could do was sit and wait. My hands were bound behind me around the back of a wooden dining chair. The restraints were smooth and sheer: a feminine scarf made to keep hair, not wrists, in place. A thicker black scarf looped around my...
Yin and Yang. I held the passenger side car door open for Chiara and extended my hand for her to hold on to as she exited my vehicle. Her manicured, delicate and slender hand looked obscenely unbefitting wrapped in my rugged hand. I admired her toned, slender legs as she turned in the SUV's seat, placed her stiletto-clad feet on the underground parking lot...
Megan tightened the hood of her parka, hoping no one would recognize her. Guys stinking of Axe body spray handing her white roses was really getting old. Thankfully, no one recognized her when she wore layers. She dunked her boots in some slush, mourning that New York had already turned it gray. Limos weren't supposed to be two hours late, were they? They s...
Mr. "Non-Descript" gripped the steering wheel with white knuckle intensity as we drove below the speed limit to Brewer's Gym. "Don't want to waste gas." Mr. "Tight Wad" preached. The adage "time is money" popped into my head but I kept silent. His "save money" principals were carved in stone like the Ten Commandments, irrefutable and biblical in their pr...
Megan was the hottest girl in high school, she was 18 and graduating in a month, she only dated football players, they were big, strong and had great endurance and they scratched her itch when she needed it. She dated most of the team, sometimes she would date two in a week, she was invited to all the parties and was known as a party girl. Megan worked wee...
Leaving the hospital with Trey, Megan ran the instructions from her employer over in her mind. “I need to stop at the trailer and grab some clothes for tomorrow.” Trey stated. “Ok.” Megan responded, tossing him her car keys. “You feel like driving?” “Sure.” Trey replied, catching the keys against his chest. “Sure, you trust me?” “No, but I’m tired so I’l...
Disclaimer: This will be the last part of the story. There have been many different suggestions as to how the storyline could continue and I have throughout the process attempted to use those ideas, which I thought were most interesting. Thus, the story has also had some twists that I had not expected. But remember, it's only a fantasy, where exaggerations a...
Becky gasped and Megan looked up. Megan's eyes shot wide as she quickly fumbled to pull up her pants. Becky looked away after a moment, but she couldn't deny what she saw. She could feel even herself blush at it though. Megan was severely embarrassed. As she got herself situated though, she tried to mask it all with a joke, "Well I guess we're even now?" "N...
Lee had expected Megan to sneak into the bedroom, thinking she would catch him in bed with someone. Instead she had come into the kitchen with two bags of groceries. She almost dropped them when she looked up and saw Kat, her dad, and Pam sitting at the edge of the island in the kitchen eating breakfast nude. She stood shocked silent for many seconds. Her e...