The following story was suggested to me by a reader, whose invaluable assistance in my rendering it to the printed page has been much appreciated. The story is dedicated to that reader. This is Part Three of a three-party story. * Those six weeks when Tommy was gone to summer camp flew by seemingly in the blink of an eye. During that time, my relationship...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Taylor Ingold stood impassively surveying the arriving high school students. She wore her standard school-resource officer's togs: a white polo shirt with her department's badge silkscreened over her right tit, her too-tight cargo shorts and her black running shoes. Completing the ensemble, around her narrow waist she sported a nylon duty belt with a Beretta...
Author's Note: This story is a bit different than some of my others, hopefully not having any long-winded plot. It started off as a short (for me at least) spank story. Some may like it, some may not. It is a hot wife type story and a cuckold, so if you do not enjoy such things, move on... The Prologue is pretty much the same as previous chapters, so if you...
Lorna Mulligan sat in a quiet part of the dining area of the South Trenton Pub, a dive bar Lorna had selected because it was close to her house. In Lorna's mind she had adopted a new policy that if she was going to get stood up by a guy, there was no sense in driving a long way to endure that. The chubby brunette had done that in her previous effort of meeti...
Chapter One: A Declaration of Intent: Howard My name is Howard Wilson Carver. I am a senior accountant at Taft, Collridge and Woolwich, a long-established Boston accounting firm. I am fifty years old and I have risen about as far as I can in this firm. I specialize in business tax management and I am considered the in-house expert on the subject. I earn $85...
Author's note: This fictional romance includes mature, bisexual, and multiracial elements. Nobody under age 18 engages in sex here. For readers' convenience, most non-Anglish language communications are presented in loose Anglish translation. ********** LEFT BEHIND ch.02 (the calm before the shitstorm) ********** SATURDAY Rosa awoke naked and alone in a...
The Prelude ~~~~~~~~~~ Yvette Harriman Yvette Harriman stood nude in front of the full length mirror in her walk-in closet and looked at her body. She didn't need to pull in her stomach; three times a week at the gym and 2 miles of running a day (spring, summer and fall) plus a simple diet kept her body proudly firm. She was self conscious about her hips;...
"Oh, shit," Lisa huffed quietly as she stood next to Mitch, gazing at the vexillum, a flag-like banner, hanging on the wall in front of them and boldly displaying the emblem of the Roman Empire. Mitch, still leaning close to her, whispered, "Told you it was going to be interesting." He then nodded at the guard behind the desk before them, acknowledging his...
Notes to readers: Thanks for all the comments both positive and negative. As Abraham Lincoln said, "You can please some of the people some of the time, and fuck the rest," of course, I'm paraphrasing a bit. Bottom Line: If you like stories of young/innocent/married damsels being seduced into doing naughty things, please read and enjoy. If you don't, just sk...