I knocked on the front door of the well-preserved Victorian home and waited. A few minutes early for my five o'clock appointment, I carried the tools of my trade: clipboard with notepaper, ampmeter, insulated screwdrivers, and a few other items. Mrs. Miller had called the day before, asking if I would give her a bid to add some lighting and receptacles to th...
I knew my wife, Becky was unhappy just before Christmas. We had been married for five years and she seemed dissatisfied with everything. We had been incredibly unlucky. I'd been made redundant, we seemed incapable of having children and I had lost interest in sex. I refused to accept that there was anything wrong with our relationship yet she insisted we saw...
Chapter 8: Pay To Play The guys had the Caddy put back together and it was hard to tell it was ever damaged. They started it up and backed it out of the bay. The sun shone into the engine compartment and highlighted it well for them to see. No signs of anything mechanical was wrong, so they closed the hood and shut it off. "There you go guys, almost like n...
Chapter 4 The six girls went downstairs and into the dining room. There was a breakfast buffet of sorts laid out on a table along the side and Kelly led them to it. After they had filled their plates - Laura realized she had quite an appetite - they went to the round tables. Laura, Ashley, Kelly and Janet went to a table where they saw John, Brad, James, an...
Chapter 5: A New Friend Junie was pulled from a deep sleep by a strangled shriek from the next room. She stretched and rubbed at her eyes and lay for a minute listening. She could hear Bob's voice speaking softly, but she could not make out the words. Again she heard a cry of pain, a muffled pleading squall of distress. Slipping from the bed, Junie silent...
Oliver Stone looked up from his desk as his new secretary walked across the room and put something in his in tray. He wasn't a happy man. He had never had a personal secretary before and his expectations had been high. What he had wanted was someone young, smart and efficient to reflect his own image. What he had been given was a 43 year old lady who dressed...
The ink black dahlia dress fit me like second skin, molding to my curves and made me feel like an otherworldly goddess. The red bob wig and black spiked red bottoms also aided in pulling off the funky futuristic look with the matching rhinestone choker and cuff adding a bit of faux modern elegance. I looked damn good...and I felt that way too. I pulled out...
I'm still uninspired for a new story in my preferred first person from the female POV genre. But I've had a number of requests encouraging a continuation of this series. So here's another chapter. This is a continuation from my previous "Unexpected Threesome" stories; although you shouldn't need to have read them to enjoy this. Ned, the owner of a yacht c...
I have previously posted several stories on Literotica under another pen name. For a year I have stopped writing and now feel the need to put some more words on paper, so to speak. Previously I explored certain fetishes and more 'edgy' topics that felt tantalizing and compelling at the time. This story, however, is less risqué, but is one of far more honestl...
The beautiful young blonde woman with cobalt blue eyes bared her teeth briefly before she bit into the corner of the pillow where my head lay. A guy with a crew cut knelt behind her banging his loins into her upturned hips with a physical urgency, I suspect, would normally be seen in those individuals engaged in hand-to-hand (or hand-to-claw) mortal combat w...