A while back, I dated this woman, Shari, for a while. She was in her 30s, divorced with a couple of kids. She wasn't beautiful, but she was attractive. She had a Rubenesque figure, with big, round breasts and a nice full ass. Shari had a wicked sense of humor - you know the type, she could skewer anybody's neuroses, although that's what drove us apart later...
As luck would have it, I finally met a girl I liked. And she seemed to like me. Our third date and she was letting me cook her dinner. At my apartment. Just me and her. I could not blow this. I let her into my building, and we began to walk up to the third floor. I was a gentleman and let her in first and we began to climb the stairs. Of course there are ad...
Author's note: You can read and enjoy this chapter by itself. But, if you go read the first three chapters you will better understand who the characters are and everything that leads up to this chapter. Enjoy the story. * It had been a few months since Charlie had taken Molly to Las Vegas, where they had a lot of fun and she had completely blown him away...
The next morning I woke before Master, as usual on his days off. I silently crawled out of bed and made my way to the kitchen trying to keep the chains quiet. Since the walls were only plywood thick this wasn't the easiest place to keep quiet, if you dropped a spoon everyone heard it. I made my way to the kitchen area and prepared the coffee for when he woke...
I was in a state of sexual anticipation, remembering our first encounter through an online sex site. After exchanging a few messages and pics, we agreed to meet at a restaurant one evening to see if we wanted to take things further. I arrived wearing a loose, low-cut pink blouse over a black skirt slit to my thigh. You approached me in a dress with a plungi...
He stood there, frozen, stunned at the sight playing out before him. It had struck him as odd that today Tara had asked him to come to a different address than usual. He had very strict policies when it came to his tutoring. Always during the day, and always, always in a public place. This time, though, not only was sun about to set, but the address she had...
Georgette finished inscribing the summoning circle. Standing she looked carefully over the rune inscribed chalk drawing on the floor of her workroom. Something was nagging at her subconscious as she checked every mark against the drawing in the standard tome, the reference book used by all practitioners of magic on Hardain. Unable to find anything wrong wit...
"Room 233, see you then." I replied, turning the phone off and making my way to the mirror. The client was downstairs in the lobby, on his way up. I surveyed myself one last time. Twenty eight, light curly brown hair, cascading down shoulders that were barely tan. Body athletic, toned but not beefy, stomach sporting a flat muscular look, legs smooth, thighs...
I listened to the beat of the tires on the seams of the road, tapping rhythmically like bored fingers on a table. The voices of Frank and Billy Boy in the front seat droned on. Names, batting averages, memorable games, draft choices, questionable decisions, an endless stream of mind-numbing facts that meant nothing at all to me. How can a person put so much...
(This story is Chapter 5 in the series "Grace's Release". If you want to start from the beginning, please see "Grace's Release, Ch1: First Wounds". Look for a Chapter 6 coming soon!) * It's Thursday again, I noted to myself, circling the day on my office calendar to emphasize the words. But instead of my normal combination of anticipation and excitement a...