The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, The Case of the Bl...
Before reading this little adventure, I would ask you to please read the earlier parts of The Weekend story. Originally intended as a stand-alone story the first part has been changed slightly at the suggestion of several readers in order to extend and complete the tale of our heroine. An absolute figment of my imagination, there may not be enough sexual sh...
She had wanted to take my clothes off, but in the bedroom I changed the plan. "How about you take off your clothes, then I can watch every move you make." She smiled, pushed me back on the bed, unsnapped my jeans, pulled the zipper down and started tugging them off. I protested saying she was supposed to be undressing for me. She slapped my thigh, "Are you...
This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any real person are entirely coincidental. * I had started at Branson, Bosworth & Roberts straight out of law school. It paid well, but not as well as they tell me that it used to. In the old days, if you could survive seven or eight years at the same firm, you were pretty much assured of a partnership...
Chapter 9 was perhaps the logical point to rest the story. However, due to much interest from readers, I have decided to add a few chapters exploring the journey further. * Rohini was thrilled with the news of our acceptance to her proposal. I conveyed the news after our safari trip while Mayuri and Shrini were off to Udaipur on their private honeymoon. Ro...
"Brittany, help me clean the kitchen," her mother called. Brittany's eyes rolled to the back of her head. "This damn woman!" "Brittany?" The eighteen-year-old walked indignantly into the kitchen where her mother stood with a bottle of cleaner and a rag. Sweat beaded on the teen's body having just finished her workout. "Mom, I've already told you, I was...
Authors advisory. This is a follow on to the story I published a short while ago titled My Best Friend's Dad. It would be advisable to read that first, but if you do not wish to this should stand alone as a stirring erotic tale. Both stories incidentally are true. * Sammi had dressed carefully. She wasn't absolutely sure what she had in mi...
Author's Note All Characters in this story are above the age of 18. When in Rome, Be Friendly ***** Leonid Kosomov, aka "Leo", sat at his desk in the back room of the run down, empty laundromat that he used as both a cover for his illegal business interests and an escape from the annoyances of life in small town America. The room was large and contained...
Note to Reader: No sex in this one...sorry. * Dr Spencer Reid stared at the photograph taped to the white board. Even almost fifteen years later he would recognize her: Alexa Lisbon. She had been his first crush. He was barely twelve years old, but thanks to his exceptionally high IQ and his didactic memory he was promoted to high school. His mother had b...
Author's Note: Read Chapter 1 first. ***** -Gale- Fae and I walked side by side through the lobby. I avoided anyone's eyes, though I had no need to, since I knew they were on my overly large chest. When we came to my apartment, I suddenly remembered just how much I'd been masturbating lately. The act always took my attention away from cleaning. It was a m...