In the 60s there were plenty of summer vacation jobs for students. I was twenty two, just ending my second year studying biology on a teaching course. It was also my second summer working on garden maintenance. It mainly consisted of mowing lawns, and a bit of weeding, and digging. This particular year, I was to learn a lot more than gardening. Every Wed...
A fantasy by Julie Van and Curt B, this chapter written by Wunderboi. *** Clarissa slipped behind the wheel of her pearl white Mercedes. She had insisted on the most expensive paint option and the car glowed in the early morning sunshine. She smiled to herself, remembering her father's advice many years prior, which was to marry a much older very rich whit...
I want to thank Crystal Jones, writing under the name Crystal607, for the inspiration and help to write this story. Please go to her stories here and read them. You will enjoy them. * "I need your help, Crystal," said Kelli, as she and Crystal were relaxing at Starbucks with their favorite drinks. " I have a gig tonight, and Suzi can't make it. I need you...
Nora. Red-haired, round-bottomed, small-breasted. Thin, lithe and angular. Shaved her pubic hair into patterns, depending on her mood. Tattoo of a treble clef on her ankle. Her relationship before me had been with a woman. After me, she moved in with a couple. Sometimes I led my girlfriends (later, my wife) to the dark side. Nora had a steady table there lon...
In a typical street in the nicer part of town, sits a row of almost identical well-kept houses. The residents are generally well off retirees or families with high paying jobs and nannies to look after their kids. In the end terrace lives a man who's done very well for himself given that he's only 31. Jack works in IT. While we was at uni he successfully d...
This is an ongoing serial about a human being reborn as a terrifying werewolf-like monster that grows larger as it eats and likes to dominate others including various monster girls. ------------------------------------------------ "Think about it, in a world where your all is measured by something so accurate and tangible as a number, and that number direc...
The call spurred her excitedly into life for the afternoon. Still plenty of jobs to do. Her bedroom to tidy. Clean sheets to put on and a boudoir to create. Plus a lot of general housework. She had resisted telling him of her arts project, the result of which she was currently wearing quite happily around the house to do said jobs, adding a naughty element...
"Hurry up Honey; we don't want to be late for the play." Kevin was standing in the doorway adjusting his tie and making a few last minute adjustments to his tuxedo. It had been a few years since the last time he'd been able to take in a musical and everybody who'd seen Wicked had simply raved about it. "Coming!" Susan appeared at the top of the stairs in h...
Note: This story is the second episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the first episode of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look...
Amy's body was sore. After an early morning workout and 3 strenuous sets of tennis her shoulder, back, and left thigh were hurting again. She sighed as she plopped down in the chair alongside of the court. "Nice match," her opponent offered. "Yeah, you played really well today," Amy politely replied. But in her mind she knew that on a "normal" day she wou...