They say that romance has become a lost art, but art only becomes lost when it becomes artwork. Nowadays, machines do all the work, that makes men lazy. Could it be romance is dead because it's too much work not to be primitive? Too bad machines can't do the work of romance... *** The first thing Virus did when she got home was thump on the air condition...
Chapter 1 MARSHA My name is Marsha DiMarco. I'm the 42 year old wife of Timothy DiMarco, the Executive VP of one of the largest Marketing firms in the country. We have been married for 24 years and have two great children, Tim, Jr. , serving the country in the Air Force and Jake, a senior at Oklahoma State. I have a gentle, loving husband, drive the latest...
My wife sits on the staff of the Chairman of the Board. -- Rajesh Author's note: This is a story of a cheating wife, of adultery, of cuckoldry and small penis humiliation. If that is not your thing, skip this story. And remember while adultery can be a great source of enjoyment in fantasy and erotica, in real life it damages souls and destroys marriages. Pl...
Disclaimer: The following is a work of pure sexual fantasy and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading NOW and go tell your parent and/or guardian that you need stricter internet supervision. Any physical resemblance to a real person that any fictional character herein may bear is probably intentional and is...
For those following the LIAR series, I hope you enjoy this installment. Those who are new to the story line, forgive me if there isn't enough character development. Being an ongoing set of characters, it would be rather lengthy to provide complete background on each prior to getting into the story. For readers who have also read some of my other stories on...
Note: This is a work of fiction! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story try to remember: THIS IS A NOVEL! 118. A Shot In The Dark The operating room was massive. The walls were...
This is a long story of mine that I've been working on for quite some time now. If you spend the time to read the whole thing, please leave a comment or at least rate it. Enjoy. "So Doc, ahh crazy question - is it possible to be um, like, addicted to a person?" It was a crazy question and Tom was somewhat embarrassed by even asking it, but it was a ques...
It had been a long drive for Dan and he was tired. Although he had been driving for only two days, his odyssey began a while ago. Dissatisfied with his life, his work, and his inner being, he knew he needed a change. He had always wanted to get back to his roots, his origins, and he could hear the distant drums beating within his soul. He knew his Native lan...
Chapter 6 After getting home, Nancy, for the fourth evening in a row, changed into her home training outfit that consisted of the padded panties, corset, and shelf bra with a thin white front buttoning blouse, short shorts, wide belt, and of course, her 6 inch heeled training pumps. She had decided to wait till after Jim got there to wrap her nipples since...
Thanks to the Hip and Knee Doctor for editing assistance. There is no sex in this story. Sorry. Malcolm James was not the blackest man I ever met, but he was in the top ten. Actually, he wasn't very black at all, he just seemed that way. Although he was not even six feet tall, he always left quite an impression. Maybe it was the perpetual snarl that was o...