After all the excitement of Mel, then Dorothy I was glad of a bit of me time to recharge my batteries. Then two days later, the next thing I know; "Hello handsome!" The voice woke me up from my afternoon nap. I had been watching the gorgeous Molly Hilloughby on TV when I fell asleep, but now I was presented with even bigger boobs and a more curvy ass in re...
Danni was known as the PowerPoint Queen. At least that's what Robert called her. He would send her rough slides with crappy graphics, and she would turn them into works of art with beautiful images and graphs that perfectly presented his ideas in simple, clear presentations. The Graphics department consisted of Danni and one other person she supervised, but...
"Look at all the stars," I think to myself. I was stretched out, head back, in a bubbling hot tub in the darkened private courtyard. My boyfriend and I had decided on a whim to escape winter for a week in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. We'd spent the day walking around town (over 20,000 steps according to the FitBit) and I was tired. The hot tub was working miracl...
This short story takes on the question of why all Leprechauns are male... sort of. I knew the Pixies were messing with me earlier. They waited until I published my first story before bringing me this one. Like all my Celtic stories, some of this is historical fact, some is Irish myth, and some is straight out of my warped and twisted imagination. I will lea...
The Meranka Quarry was an ugly grey slash in the landscape. It looked completely out of place set as it was amongst the green gently rolling hills of the Ausitanian countryside. It was surrounded by four high observation towers from which constant surveillance of the inmates was carried out by automatic movement sensitive cameras. The whole quarry was encirc...
Chapter 3: Black Gold, Texas Tea A.J. Weaver was a self-made man. When he and Connie were first married, he worked as a roughneck on the oil well drill rigs in west Texas. Over the years, he learned more about drilling operations and production wells. Saving all his money by avoiding the hard-partying life of his fellow roughnecks, A.J. was able to purchase...
To My Marissa, I'm awake in my hotel room, late at night, and my thoughts are so brimming with you that I can't sleep. So, I thought I'd tell you about the provocative experience I had this morning. As I was getting settled into my seat on the airplane, an elderly woman sat in the seat next to me. It was hard to tell the nature of her travel, but she had th...
Stephanie was on a 'guilt trip.' That's what she called her drives back from a conference, meeting or training where she had been intimate with a man other than her husband. The long drive back was used to deal with the guilt she felt after each instance. She was not unfaithful on all her trips. She was careful. Stephanie flirted with men at wherever the oth...
Di has been spending a lot of time at our house, and a lot of time in our bed for the last couple months. She only stays the night if Seth is out of town which is rare, but it's a strange day if my cock isn't between her lips or buried in her pussy. When she is home, Vanessa & I can't help but hear the arguing - it sounds like neither of them are happy with...
Owen and I had been best friends since junior high. We gravitated toward each other due to our disinterest in the opposite sex and the strong feminine streaks which neither of us tried to conceal. Even after graduating from high school, we were still very much alike: small-statured, thin, and cute. We both had pouty lips, button noses, and bubble butts. Alth...