Francesca wiped the smeared makeup from her face, poured herself another double brandy from the mini-bar, collapsed back onto the crisp white sheets of the hotel bed, still in her burgundy silk lingerie, and started to cry again. Just twenty-four hours ago she had had everything: a lovely home, a wonderful husband and the beginnings of a glittering career wi...
My phone lit up while I struggled to stay alert during a compliance meeting. Patience testing endeavors made necessary in a world run rampant with oppressive government oversight, digital fraud, and the potential of litigation due to just about anything. The call was from Dylan Langford, general counsel of a long-time client of mine, and someone I could exc...
"Ladies and gentlemen this is your captain speaking. We'll be touching down at Princess Juliana Airport in just about 11 minutes. It's currently a muggy 28 Celsius in St. Maarten, which is exactly what the forecast temperature is for the rest of the week..." Looking out her window Regina could see the island in the distance. She unconsciously gripped Joe's k...
Malcolm Nyland was looking forward to his farewell party; he was leaving a job that had not only been a drudge, but had been a constant source of angst and worry. Malcolm worked for MI6; not in any capacity that involved glamour, mystique, danger or intrigue. Malcolm was a database analyst, and although he had a top secret security clearance, his job was on...
I was fourteen when my mother died. Her last months were pretty hard on Dad and me, especially Dad, and it took him a couple years to get his feet back under himself. He did get his life back together, and I was happy for him when he could finally bring himself to start dating again. It wasn't long before he was regularly seeing a woman named Michelle, who h...
Hi all, Lisa here again. Haven't written in some time. I've been very busy with work and even "squeezing " in some play. If you've read my stories you know I'm a cross dresser in the Pacific northwest. I still work out of my home office and as a result of not having to go to work on a daily basis I can be in character for days or even weeks at a time. I'm be...
Dani nervously looked at his reflection in his trusty compact mirror. He was sitting in the passenger seat of Keyshawn's black Escalade, about to enter one of the most exclusive clubs in the city. His mascara made his naturally thick eyelashes flutter attractively, his eyeliner perfectly framed his blue eyes, and his Candy Apple lipstick was flawlessly appli...
The pleasure cruise had been uneventful so far. Elena and the group had reached their destination. As they made their way through the boat on their way out, Nesa hears clapping from one of the rooms. "I wonder what's going on in there, should we check it out?" "That's not clapping," Thantor corrected her. "What do mean, I hear it." "Trust me that is no...
This story continues on from "Scott Becomes A Sex Slave" in which Scott applied to become a submissive whore. Now he has to be trained by Victoria. This chapter works as a stand-alone story. * As soon as Victoria closed the door, she turned to Scott and said, "Strip and put on this collar." He did as he was told. With some reluctance he took off his knick...
Peter was sat in his van, on a quiet street of terraced houses. He always arrived 5 minutes early to any job to ensure that he was not late. 15 years of experience had taught him punctuality and honesty was key. He ensured that he completed any job in the cheapest and quickest way possible. Peter was in his late 30's and a medium build. He was a good plumb...