NOTE: I hope you enjoy my stories. I live for feedback. Please let me know privately or publicly what you think. Feedback inspires me to write more. ***** It all began when I happened to be out of town on business. While out with colleagues for the obligatory cocktail after a long day of mindless seminars, I received a text from my wife, Cynthia, that I sh...
Chris and Laura have re found each other, whilst Robert sits in a cell awaiting trial for her murder. Should she go back and stop the trial? Or should she and Chris just let him rot? * Parking the battered old van he borrowed from Maidie to drive into the town, he smiled across at Becky sitting next to him. She looked nervous, her face looking down, her...
The Baroness would be home soon. She was a realtor so her working hours changed day by day. I'd taken to eavesdropping on her phone conversations and checking her agency's web site for her open house schedules in order to have a rough idea of when she might return. Starting with the second floor of the townhouse condominium, I double checked the bedrooms an...
My name is Tory and I am a typical NYC girl living on the Upper East Side in beautiful luxury building, on the 20th floor. I am 25, blonde, green eyes, 5'6'", perfect complexion that people pay thousands for, skin soft as silk, and weigh about 250lbs. Okay, so I'm not that typical. No, I'm not a model, but I look great and guys are always asking me out. Inst...
Chapter 14: Disobedience Bob sat down at the table and put on a broad smile. "So, what was it we were talking about when we were so rudely interrupted?" Junie cracked up, "I think I was telling you about the canvas sling I made. But it's kind of hard to describe, I would much prefer to demonstrate it for you." She looked up at him through her lashes and bi...
PART I -- FRIDAY NIGHT My wife Patty had to go to Los Angeles for a weekend company annual retreat. When I dropped her off at the airport on Friday morning, she told me she had a surprise for me, and left it at that. I wondered all day what she was up to, and I had to wait until almost 4 in the afternoon to hear from her. When she called to tell me she'd ar...
Though the overhanging black expanse of a new umbrella kept the pouring rain away from Amos Jefferson's head, it could not keep his face free of the saline moisture that had formed about his ebony eyes. As he stood silently, the gusting October wind began to whip the raindrops sidelong at the lower extremities of his pants. Tilting his umbrella to compensate...
(Note: Song is "The Trial of Lancelot" by Heather Dale. I do not claim any rights to the song or its lyrics. Author's note: This may just be the first in a long line of stories that should begin: "Problems that might have been solved by polyamory!") ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Camelot Thruple "King Arthur's knights, they filled the Tabl...
Reprise. I'd been caught wearing my Sister-in-law's underwear and jerking off to shemale porn by wife (Ruth), Sister-in-law (Esther) and their mother (Donna). Ruth, as a part of my punishment, was setting me tasks until Esther (who'd taken my laptop and mobile phone) could verify I'd never visited such sites before. Could I pass the tests? We reached the li...
Daniella rolled over and kicked at her blankets. She pulled her sheet back up and over her head. She flipped onto her stomach and squeezed her eyes shut. Feldspar's moans were still filtering up through the floor of her bedroom in their shared treehouse. Every so often she heard a loud smack followed by a keening cry of pain and pleasure, or a reprimand fro...