Miss June picked up a sand dollar off the shore. The tourist season was now officially in full swing. The Canadians hailed down on Southern Maine like one of those terrible winter storms only Mainers seem to get. Miss June walked up the strip wearing a short dress. She thought she was immune to the semi-naked bodies shambling along, but one fella stood out i...
Tom Brady came home with a weight in his step, satisfaction of a day's work well done. He unlocked his front door with hands that had grease under the fingernails and stepped through his door with shoulders wide enough to carry the responsibilities life gave him. It was a small row house that he came home to every day, and it was plenty of space for him and...
The last Saturday of August 2012 came, and I found myself feeling blue. The name is Steven, and I'm a big and tall Black man living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the town of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti and raised in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. From 1999 to 2009, I lived in the heart of New England but in mid-Novemb...
Mario had 20 stacks of files to scan and email. He gave half of them to June and tried to walk away but she stopped him. "Mr Cortez you need to finish this." she said pointing at the files. "No, I'm fucking done. You do this. I mean what do you even do hear beside sitting on your ass all day?" he questioned her. "Well that's what a supervisor does. I che...
Chapter 1. It had been a long a bitter winter for Heather McCreadie even though she was safely underground. The girl woke after every 'sleep' praying this would be the day he'd come to see her. Even a shouted word or two down the vent pipe would be a start but all she'd endured was silence. Heather sighed and dressed herself, wearing what was still her fav...
Single tonight, just like the song says. I look at myself in the mirror, and barely recognize the man who stares back at me. A six-foot-one, broad-shouldered, slightly chubby but still ruggedly handsome young Black man stares back at me. The haunted look on that face, I can hardly believe it's me. It's the first Saturday of September 2012, and I've just stoo...
Having moved Miss Juggs; her assistant Mrs. June, the older black lady; and her bodyguard, whom she introduced only as "Beefcake" into my private office, I took a seat and asked, "How can I be of service Miss Juggs?" "Justene, please, Detective." "Alright. How can I help you, Justene?" "It seems," Mrs. June said, "that Miss Juggs has acquired a stalker."...
He didn't have to speak; she talked first. "Do you work here?" "Um." He could imagine what might happen now — the complaints to his manager, the embarrassment, the lunchroom stories they would prize out of him if he wasn't fired: "you mean, not only were you masturbating on the job, but you managed to do it in front of a female hiker, who you found pissin...
I am the CEO of a major corporation. I am only 55 and in pretty good shape. I have worked hard to get where I am. Maybe I worked too hard because it cost me my marriage. I had a solution to the break up though; I worked even harder. I could not have done this on my own though. I had an amazing secretary. We were paired up when I was a junior executive at th...
I have received many emails asking how to hypnotize someone. I have written a "how to" article about Erotic Hypnosis. I encourage you to read it, if you are interested in using erotic hypnosis. If you enjoy this story, please vote. Fives are appreciated. This is my first "Mature" story. Since I qualify, I thought it was about time. (Pun intended). Hypnosis...