Here's another story that is inspired by a favorite song of mine. (I know, I know. Can't come up with a single original idea these days; I have to keep ripping off the music world!) The band is The Corrs, an Irish group. They are perhaps my all time favorite group and I highly recommend them to anyone. This particular song is from a later album and the appea...
Author's note: This story takes place after the first season of Agent Carter and is a sequel to Hush Darling. ****** "Louder English." Angie giggled before returning to Peggy's neck. It had been almost a month since she had moved into one of Howard Stark's 'smaller homes' with her secret girlfriend Peggy Carter and honestly Angie Martinelli still couldn't...
I stepped out of the hall, free at last. No more class, no more finals, and a summer ahead of me before I started working at PWC in the fall. Making bank there, too. Without even meaning to, I broke into a wide grin. Back at my apartment, just off campus, I did what any self respecting graduatee would do: two shots of Fireball. Then I headed next door to se...
Peggy peered out into the room, her eyes squinting from the stage lights as she realized she was back in the same amphitheatre style room where, a short while ago, she and her friends had been drinking and telling stories. She had wondered why the seats were elevated above the stage as she watched the D.J. play requests from the crowd. Now standing half nake...
As she made her way through Tegel Airport in Berlin with her husband and the rest of his golfing group, Peggy Sanford spied Linh, the beautiful Eurasian woman she had met in Paris walking toward her. Linh was dressed in a flight attendants uniform. It was part of the ruse she and Peggy had cooked up so Peggy could get away for the night. The plan was for Peg...
The day seemed to drag on forever; the office just couldn't hold her interest today. Maria had called this morning and told Peggy that she needed to come to the meeting this evening because they were going to discuss her membership in the motorcycle club. Peggy was supposed to wear her sexiest outfit in order to better influence the membership. Peggy could...
Let me start out by tell you about my wife, and me. Peggy, my wife, is very conservative. I know from talking to friends, (after we started dating), when she was still in high school, that she gave many blowjobs. However, she would not let any of the guys she dated fuck her. Yes, she was still a virgin. The only cock Peggy has ever had in her pussy is mine a...
Authors notes: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real life characters or situations is completely coincidental. This is the third chapter of You Belong to Me, a story of a happily married couple with all of the hallmarks of a successful marriage wherein the wife takes another man as lover. If this type of story is not for you, move on to another....
Chapter 3 Saturday / The Sex Club Late Saturday morning Peggy woke up alone in the bed. She went into the bathroom for her morning routine and then looked for her robe. All of her clothes were missing, only her cosmetic products were left. She walked out of the bedroom naked to find Marcel and Mathilda cleaning up after the party. "Bonjour Marcel, Mathilda...
It was the electronic chirp of a cellphone text message that first stirred Peggy Sanford from a state of excessive alcohol and strenuous sexual activity induced sleep to a state of semi-conscious awareness. The first thing she recognized was that she was not the only one lying in the bed. She felt the warm embrace of a delicate arm draped across her chest, a...