She is a friend of my mother, her name is Molly. She had recently been divorced and needed someone to keep her garden tidy and to do odd jobs around the house. Molly is 52, the same age as my mother, one day when I got home from a run, Mum and Molly were there sitting at the kitchen table with Mum, discussing her household chore problems and how she couldn'...
The day dragged on and on. Claire watched as the last few minutes ticked away. She had already organized her affairs and was now just waiting until she could go. It was Friday, so the traffic would be horrible, but at least she had a few days off. She longed to be home in her quiet apartment. Eventually, the clock struck five. She walked briskly down to the...
Author's Note: This story was written at the suggestion of a medieval re-enactor friend who served as the template for the main character. She has recently passed away and this story is now dedicated to her memory. Goodbye Artemas Innkeeper of the Inn of the Drunken Hare, March 5, 2008. * The two forest outlaws watched nervously from the edge of Barnesda...
Diana looked in the mirror and adjusted her pink shorts and tugging her top down before heading out into the family room. She could still hear Tony running water in the bathroom as she walked out the door to check on Lisa and Dave. She could still feel the wetness between her legs as she walked from the fucking she had just received from Tony. She made her...
The beginning of the following story is more rough and violent than the previous editions in this chain of events. The language is a lot more vulgar due to the fact that it is from the perspective of a different person than Jason. I’m keeping it in the non-human section because of the succubi that are involved. If you are squeamish about beatings, assaults,...
Part One: The Tease "Ya I just can't believe we lost last night, we had such a good team line up!" "Ya we just simply got outplayed, we were a little over aggressive that's all," I respond to my friend Jack across the break room table, as I scroll through my Reddit feed on my phone. "Hey guys, what are you talking about?' Amber asks as walking over and...
It had been only a week since I'd introduced "Desiree, the Hot to Trot Transvestite" to my girlfriend Suzie, leaving me not a bit surprised that she chose not to spend the very next weekend at my place. While she hadn't freaked out, she was concerned I was gay since I was so convincing but I assured her I was not. I planned on revealing the truth I'd been wi...
Gary parked their car in the handicap parking space and, after hanging the decal on the cars rearview mirror, got out and walked to the passengers side of the car. Opening it, he helped his wife, Brenda, out and they slowly made their way into the restaurant. Even at seventy-six years or age, Brenda was still the attractive wife he had married so many years...
A letter from overseas was in my mail box, a long lost relative wants to holiday here in a few months time, can she please stop with me for a week or so. The name and address are totally un-familiar, but Michelle had indicated that she did know about my father and mother and that she had traced me through the funeral notice in the papers. She had been to se...
It was a little past noon when Kyle finally returned to the farmhouse, pulling himself up the porch steps with the aid of the banister. He felt deeply relieved when he found the door unlocked, meaning both that his wife was still at home, and that he was able to avoid the hassle of retrieving his keys and unlocking the door with filthy hands. He made a beeli...