I had a job selling door-to-door one summer in college. I won't say it was frequent, but it was definitely not uncommon—at least once a week--for a woman to answer the door wearing next to nothing. One I remember with clarity was a really good-looking brunette probably in her early- or mid-30s. She flung the door wide open, unusual it itself for any strang...
FriendlyCare pharmacy wasn't necessarily a bad place to work, but sometimes the hours were a little too much to handle. When one came home thoroughly exhausted from filling orders for a nursing home until ten o'clock at night, it was hard to maintain much of a social life. Bernie sighed, this was the exact thought passing through his mind as he continued his...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is 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...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is 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...
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...
Cody had finished her hair and makeup for her server job interview. Her look was sweet and fresh. "Hal, what should I wear? How about this?" she asked, coming into the sitting room and turning around. She wore a cream blouse, and a knee-length black skirt with black hose and black pumps. "Very professional, Princess!" Hal answered. "Thank you!" she beamed...
The Empress sat on her throne, trembling as the enemy approached her Great Hall. Her lower lip quivered, goose bumps formed on her flesh, and the chill of fear gave her the shivers. The Nasucrean Empire had fallen, and there was no saving it. She was the last Empress, the end of a long line of female sovereigns who had dominated the civilized world. Sadly...
Not all just about writing erotica, this story is about car buff stuff for car buffs. Susan discusses her other passion the automobile. Of all the things that I learned about driving faster from Bob Bondurant and his team of drivers is that driving smoother is faster. With my eyes only looking to where I want to go, needing to feel the car to know what the...
I have decided to make this a comedy posting. Why? Recently, I went looking for a book on one end of the crazy spectrum. The book had been (loosely) based on an episode during World War II, and it was supposed to "prove" that Pope Pius XII could not qualify as "Hitler's Pope." Instead, this conspiracy theory had Pope Pius XII using the Jesuits to assassinat...
Dear Readers! I should write "deck" and not "room" but I forgot about the Imperial Maritime ship. I promised that this chapter would be more about sex and more about Ling Gam's background. Read this story even if you didn't like my first story. Good reading! Edited by sexnovella ***** "We are alone at last." Gam says. Darth Gwoa is shocked and stares a...