Picking up my kids from a play date is usually fucking torture. 15 minutes of collecting their stuff and peeling them away from their friends. The worst is the forced polite banter with the parents. Sometimes one of the mothers is cute. A little eye candy to sneak a look at, but, nothing more. I live in a very conservative community. Of course, affairs happ...
Please read the first and second parts to understand the context. Links on my profile. *** I was shocked as to what could be the connection between Radhika and Abhinav. Radhika picked up his call and said that he's coming to her room. We decided to step out of her suite as I asked Radhika to record their conversation. Abhinav knocked as she opened the doo...
CHAPTER TWO - A Sailor's Journey - becoming the farmer's wife It's been a while since I wrote Chapter One so a quick review might be in order. A young sailor who joined the Navy to escape his fear of becoming a "sissy" because he loved wearing his sister's clothes, gets sent for a special language course at a remote army base. Given an unexpected 7 day leav...
The bass pulses around me as I dance alone within the writhing mass of bodies. That's all they are, bodies, props for our game. Smoke machines fill the air as strobe lights distort the close space. Moving to the beat is like breathing. My hips slink from one side to the other, attracting admiring glances, you notice of course. You always notice. Your gaze ha...
Hello fellow readers. This is my first story, and I'm pretty proud of it. I wrote it years ago, but it still holds near and dear to my heart. It may not be very long, but it is a good start. Leave some reviews so I can receive good critiques. Thank you and enjoy. :) ~ Her fingers caressed the dark spots on his neck, obviously proud of her work. His breat...
I pulled up and parked adding our car to the other 8 that were already in attendance. This was an invitation only evening and dinner for the 12 principle investors of the W.T. Power Group. I opened my door; walked to my sweet Darya's, opened and held her delicate gloved hand, she slide from the car. She looked up t me a little apprehensive but smiling none t...
One day I was sitting at my computer desk in my bedroom. I was playing this video game that was like a dating simulator, targeted towards females. Bored doesn't even describe what I was feeling now. I didn't have work or university classes today, and all my friends were busy. So, here I was, playing a silly little computer game. On the plus side, this game...
Jenny Nielsen stretched the long, languid stretch of someone thoroughly enjoying the summer heat. Rolling to her right, she grabbed her drink from the little wooden table next to her sun-lounger. She adjusted her position, sitting up a little as she pressed the glass against her forehead, savouring a brief moment of coolness, feeling the icy condensation on...
While she was kneeling on her aching bare knees, shivering in the cold, cluttered basement, she recalled the brief telephone conversation with her Master. “Get in position.” Master instructed. After having been trained by him as his slave for months now, she knew what get in position meant all too well. She was to remove all clothing. Kneel on her knees ri...
Sunlight kissed Olivia's skin and tangled in her hair, turning the blonde strands a shimmering gold. Warm air filtered through the open window, caressing her bare shoulders as the car cruised along the highway. Olivia closed her eyes and sighed. The hard rock music blaring from the speakers competed with the persistent throbbing inside her head. She leaned...