"Master," I whisper to myself as I lay out my clothes. A fitted halter top with a zip down the front, a short black swing skirt and black high heels. My new lingerie next; black strapless corset and lacy thong, with matching thigh high stockings. I smile at myself in the bathroom mirror as I undress and step into the scented water, hot enough to make my ski...
1 - Morning This story is the first in a series. Part 1 may not be as interesting as part 2. But if you can stick to the end, it is a good set up for what is to follow. I hope you enjoy the series. _________________________________________________ Still only semi-conscious, I reach over in the dark to you. Your side of the bed is warm, but you are not the...
It is a little mite jot inebriating and intoxicating and fuddling. Yes. To some measure and stretch, I am all this boozy and stewed up and tipsy and loony what's more. The style and fashion and manner of action that Stian is seizing and gripping and latching on to my chin and mustachio; it strikes me dumb and takes away my breath and dazzles and confounds an...
What was I going to do with my life? That was the big question at nineteen. I would start college in the Fall, and I had no idea. My parents were in the midst of a nasty divorce, my sister had gotten married to a jack ass that treated her like a dog. My friends had gone off to college, or taken off to backpack around Europe. I wanted to be anywhere but where...
It was nearly 11:00 and Marisol and Sarah were becoming increasingly antsy. The last customers were walking out the door, leaving the bowling alley empty save for the two of them and Don. Mari strolled over to the front counter, leaving her station at the shoe desk. She swished the hem of the short, metallic green flared skirt she wore for the party. "Ar...
If you haven't read "Thief", go do that before reading this! ***** Chapter 4. I wake from a deep sleep with the feeling of satisfaction seeping through my body. Maybe now that it's over with I can get over this silly schoolboy crush and get on with my investigation. I sit up and look around. Ella's nowhere to be seen, and her clothes have been picked up...
I watched him as he sat working, his short brown hair looked sexy messy, like he had just got out of bed. His blue eyes behind his glasses stared intently at the screen of his laptop on his desk a half smile playing on those delicious soft looking lips, that make you want to kiss them. One hand was resting, supporting that beautiful angular jaw, whilst the o...
My antique cuckoo clock cuckooed 4:00pm. Tired of brooding over Becky's motivation to lie, I decided to celebrate the 4th of July in my usual way - barbecue steaks and drink an adult beverage or two. Maybe Becky was hungry, so I knocked on her door, and said, "I'm grilling steaks. Are you hungry?" The bedsprings squeaked, as she answered, "I said I'd cook...
My divorce had brought me the freedom I craved--freedom from all the fights, freedom from a loveless relationship, and freedom from my ex-wife's disapproval of everything about me. Unfortunately, the divorce also brought a whole new batch of financial obligations like child support for my two teenage daughters. I loved the girls dearly, but the staggering am...
Working in the Grammar School's basement music room was not exactly how I planned to spend my afternoon. But in the second practice room along, working away, is where I was at 4:45 p.m last Tuesday. I was so completely lost in my playing I didn't notice when he tapped on the long slender glass window. In a few minutes, I began to get the strangest feeling...