Joe and Melissa met in college and fell in love. They married shortly after graduation and fulfilled a dream by opening a steak house on a busy street near the center of town. They worked hard, sweating every little detail of their establishment on a daily basis, understanding every step of the way that there were no guarantees, that their hard work and fina...
The bathroom was completely full of steam. Melissa could not see anything as she stepped out of the hot shower. She found the bathroom door and opened it to release some of the steam. The steam slowly cleared and Melissa took a deep sigh. She felt so much better for a hot shower and had soaked her muscles so that they relaxed. It had been a hard week at wor...
On the day's I come home from Alaska, Melissa and I usually make love as soon as we come through the door. But today Melissa had an important meeting she had to attend and she said it would be around six before she got home. She did tell me that we were going out to eat the next night. So I had Melissa drop me off at the house. I went in, grabbed my keys, an...
Chapter 5: The Training Continues As I closed the door after the last client of the day Melissa padded on bare feet from the living room, an open can of VB in her hand. "Here you are Sir, I thought you may like a cold beer after a hard day of spanking." She giggled as she passed the drink to me. "Thank you my subbie, I love it when you read my mind," I lau...
“A wasted Saturday”, Melissa thought to herself as she turned into her driveway. Not like she really expected anyone to show up to her open house. How was she expected to sell an overpriced, rundown house, in a nigger-infested area no less, during the biggest snowstorm of the year? A complete waste of time. Thank god she was finally home. Unfortunately, her...
Melissa and I was sitting on a high bank overlooking a small river, that ran through the property I had signed the papers on that morning. It was 250 acres of the prettiest land in the county. It had at least 200 acres of timber that was perfect for hunting on and I had caught some huge fish out of the river when I was a kid. The land had belonged to an old...
When Melissa arrived in Washington, her first instinct was to panic. She'd been there before, of course, but never alone. Actually, she'd never really traveled alone before. Trips from home to college, to visit friends, she'd always had someone flying with her or waiting for her at the airport. But now she was alone. But she calmed herself down and found her...
Author's note: This is a sequel of "All for You". Read that first for backstory about Melissa and her boyfriend. The story concludes in "For All of Us" ~~~~ Melissa tugged at her clothes. "Look, can't we just get naked again? This shirt itches. And these pants are too tight." "I'm not comfortable either," I said, "but your friend will be here soon. We...
Despite no-one living in it, the apartment was neat and well-furnished, with a wide-screen TV affixed to the wall opposite a comfy couch. Next to the window was a desk, from which you could look out into the street below and in the bedroom was made-up bed. It had seen plenty of use as the members of the A-team had practiced their anal technique on a successi...
Melissa kicked off her sandals as she walked into her best friend's apartment. Her very drunk best friend was close behind. "I just need a little nap," Amber slurred, shuffling toward the bedroom she shared with her boyfriend Sam. He was spread out on the couch in their living room, reading a magazine. "You guys have a good time?" Sam asked. He looked up a...