You may recall from the first three chapters of this story the lovely Megan, who has become a good friend of James and Julia's. This is an excerpt from when they met at a boudoir photo session for Julia, who is, herself, an attractive, petite brunette with an adventuresome side. ...As introductions were exchanged, Julia and James admired the beautiful thirt...
I sat at the kitchen table and stared into my coffee like it was an oracle that could tell me what to do next. I honestly had never even considered this possibility. Not that I felt bad about that. Who could possibly have expected this? When Cathy appeared in that doorway, I thought I was going to die. My first thought had been that she was catching me in t...
CHAPTER 8 King Richard returned! It was not immediate, but he put right some of the injustices of his brother, including pardoning the Mary men and restoring the Loxley estate. The Lincoln tailors sold capes with hoods as fast as they could make them. It seemed that there would be many Robin Greenhoods telling tales in the hope of a drink or a maiden! Ther...
This is the third chapter in a series. I expect the series to conclude with the next chapter. While I hope that this story can stand on its own, it will make a lot more sense if you have read my previous stories "The Performance" and "The Performance CH 02." This story draws on some real experiences but is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real perso...
Please be kind...this is my first submission ****************** I'm sitting in a Director's Chair, watching my wife and another woman, Shelley, devour each other's pussies on a large bed surrounding by lights, cameras, and a funky bass beat pumping out of a medium sized boom box stereo. My wife, Megan, and the other woman are grinding each others pussies i...
CHAPTER 8: DAY OF RECKONING AUTHOR'S NOTE: Dear readers, as there are a number of characters, I thought it might be helpful to have a quick guide as a reminder: Walters: Geometry teacher, glasses, mustache, average height, 50s, beer belly but not fat. Sal Peterson: School janitor/maintenance, heavy set, mid 40s, strongRothman: Father's boss, used to babys...
Summer had come to an end in Washington, DC. The leaves were beginning to change colors, and the air was cooler and more crisp. It was a welcome respite from the oppressive humidity that had hung over the area for most of August. School had started, which meant the tourists had gone. But for Matt, Megan, and Danielle, it was still business as usual. The only...
JENNIFER'S FINAL PAYBACK That December we received an invitation to Robert and Megan Stanwick's house for a Christmas party. This would be the second party at the Stanwick's since Robert became Jennifer's manager. Thursday evening, the night before the party Jennifer was trying to find something to wear and asked me, "What should I wear tomorrow night?" I...
When I graduated from college last May, I was very lucky. I found a job. It's not the world's best job—manager trainee in a chain of coffee shops—but what can you expect when you've majored in Sociology, which has to be one of the most worthless majors? Most of the other girls in my graduating class had no job at all, which was probably related to the fact t...
Megan stood in the kitchen breaking milk chocolate into a bowl, which was balanced on top of a pan of boiling water. The chocolate made loud, satisfying snaps as she turned it from a solid bar into little squares ready to melt down. She had already washed and laid out the strawberries, all ready to be coated in the runny chocolate. Waiting patiently for the...