You may have seen the TV programme about how to pay off your mortgage in two years. My husband Alan and I watched it and were inspired to see if we could do it. We had been married for ten years and had bought a small house, partly using some money I had inherited, and although we had kept our mortgage down a reasonable level by today's standards, we still o...
Can't say I've been regretting' meeting Janet. I was plenty wary. Still am. Underestimated her though. Twisted, sure, but *needy* Needy in a way I've never seen. Need for revenge, I understand that. But she needed somethin' else too, needed to take something back. Voracious too. Took her up on it, but apparently not enough for her. She was coming to me for...
If you read, please do the courteous thing, and vote/comment/leave feedback. We authors work hard and it's nice to be recognized. Feedback encourages us to write more. I hope you enjoy! ;)~ ****************************** It had been two weeks since Shannon and I had been to the club for the first time. We'd found out that every month they hosted a "Fantas...
I couldn't help but think of how much everything had changed in the course of one night at work. When I had got out of bed today I was a broken sexless part-time bachelor. Yet, here I am now getting my stiff cock stroked by the girl of my dreams while two of my coworkers sit in wait for their turn on my meat stick. The surreal events of the night had transfo...
Rendezvous at Grand Lake I was awake in Amelia's bed in Steamboat Springs, feeling groggy from too much travel and too much excitement in too few days. Domestic noises were coming from the kitchen and I thought about my two companions and the funny phone call with New York last night. I stumbled to the kitchen. They looked up at me in the doorway, shook t...
POV: London "It is good to have you and your son over, Sandra," I mentioned, stirring the pot. "We're practically best friends now, and don't forget my hubby, who is currently locked in your bedroom with your husband," she whined, strolling towards me with her arms crossed. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say they were having sex.&...
Authour's Note: This is the third part of a longer series. To fully enjoy this chapter, please read One Week With Mr. Hansen Ch. 01 and Ch. 02 first! * I tapped my fingers against the table in frustration. Mr. Hansen had taken my best friend Jenny inside and locked me out. This was not what was supposed to happen. Jenny and I wanted to share him, and that...
Authoress note: All disclaimers are still in place regarding characters etc. These are just stories although some of the events mentioned really happened to me. As life goes on the motivation of being forced fem never fades instead the curtain closes. Thanks to all my readers. Also, these are stories of humiliation and degradation and aren't for most people....
Introduction I sat on the balcony casually watching the city that slept below me. The early morning hours have always made me feel so calm, so peaceful. This, above all things was mine. This time where I shared the world with no one, and nothing intruded. The random car passing down the lane, or the short bursts of song that came from the earliest of birds...
I was back from my lunch break and an hour later I was nearly done with much of the work that had piled on my IN-tray since the previous week. It felt so good when I had much time to myself in my office. It was a good time to be really naughty. My door was locked and my secretary knew not to bother me during such hour unless it was absolutely necessary or i...