This is the fourth in my ongoing series of Batgirl stories, in which I try to explore the developing sexuality of her everyday counterpart, Barbara Gordon and her relationship with those around her, hopefully with a dash of excitement thrown in, for good measure. Grateful thanks to all those readers who have sent me feedback containing their suggestions and...
Copyright 1998 Del Edwards Just once he wanted to see the expression on her face so he didn't pull the black satin sleepmask down over his eyes before he called to her. She glided into the room with a smile on her face. Then the smile slid off her face and she scolded, "You know you're supposed to have your blindfold on before you call me.' She pulled the m...
It turned out to be the last business trip for either of us for quite a long time, the following day was the start of the so-called "Banking Crisis." Which hurt everyone but the banks. We both kept our jobs, in fact I got a promotion out of it, but no pay increase. My boss volunteered for early retirement, I replaced him, due partly to; "My performance in E...
It has been over a year since my previous story, and while this tale has a few of the same characters involved, it isn't necessary to have read the other story first, though I do hope this will stir you into reading the previous offering. For those of you who have emailed me in the past, I thank you, and hope to hear from you again, along with anyone else wh...
It may be a stereotype - and most likely an undeserved one - but we men usually do make fun of our women when they go shopping. We groan and roll our eyes, wincing at the thought of our depleted checking accounts and/or huge balances on credit cards, even if our ladies earn their own paychecks and have every right to shop as much as they want. We call them s...
20. The jumpsuit was comfortable, and he could even get used to the mask, but the cape was a real pain in the neck. It wasn't attached to the mask—had it been that way in the comics?—and had to be tied separately, and he kept sitting on it and half choking himself. The boot tops felt kind of silly too. He was wearing them over a pair of lace-up rubber-soled...
Copyright (c) 2009 by Michele Nylons By the time Mike Harris boarded his Continental Airlines flight out of Houston bound for New York he was shagged. The cheery "welcome aboard" issued with a smile by the cabin staff at the door of the aircraft was about as insincere as the offer he had turned down at the business meeting he had just attended. To make ma...
Chapter 4 -- The Plot I move my hand over her warm, nearly bare buttocks. I massage her, kneading her skin, almost gently, as if I were smoothing in a creamy lotion into her skin. I playfully pick and nip at those blue, nearly-thong nylon panties. I feel her shudder, and moan, and try to swing away from my eager hands. I give her ass a quick, sharp *slaaaa...
You have been promoted at work to a supervisor post, but it does involve you working some nights in the cashier's office. You take this in your stride, enjoying your newfound responsibility. Tonight you are by yourself in the office. Tomorrow is payday, and you know there is a large amount of cash in the safe, but are confident that the alarm systems will e...
When I arrived home I noticed a note on my computer. It read. "take off your clothes and put them in the washer. Go to the bathroom and shower, then go to the bedroom and put on the clothes laid out for you. Make sure My toys are prepared and in the right places, then you may join Me in the living room bringing hood with you and taking your place at My feet...