Just after Labor Day Beautiful Mistress took me to Her dressing room and supervised as I packed bags for both of us. She didn't tell me where we were going until we were out on the highway. She's rented a cottage on a small lake for a week's vacation. With school back in we had the lake to ourselves. Two lovers away from the hustle and bustle. Perfect autumn...
It was a beautiful summers evening and I was cruising down the highway in my silver mustang with the top down and music blaring. Being a single woman with not a care in the world, I was enjoying life to the fullest. Just starting my two-week vacation, but had not decided what I wanted to do yet. Therefore, I am taking a long drive along the coast to clear my...
Angela knocked on the dark oak door with Professor Ballard's name on the brass plaque mounted at eye level. The deep male voice on the other side of the door called, almost commanded her to come in. As Angela opened the door, the dingy, dark room, filled with the smoke of the Professor Ballard's pipe clued Angela that it would be difficult to ask the Profess...
It was time. Everyone should be in place, I thought as I navigated the cluttered communal living room and headed toward the party-room in the back of the house. She should be waiting for me as directed. Let the show begin. As I passed through the never overly well-scrubbed kitchen, I saw that she was not alone. At least one of our attendees had chosen to aw...
Megan was still asleep, and I had been watching her for nearly twenty minutes. Her blonde hair cascaded in waves over the pillow and her face was peaceful and content. I smiled as I watched her breathing, her chest slowly rising and falling in rhythm with her breaths. The sheet had fallen down around her waist, leaving her chest exposed. I slowly moved my ha...
To CB: thanks for hearing with listening. ***** "By the time we get into the hotel, it will be too late to call you, so we're saying goodnight now." "I know. And I'll already be up and about by the time you get up tomorrow. So call me on the cell phone when you get up. If you don't get me, I'll call you back. Have a safe flight. I love you, Sweetie." "Lo...
I opened the door to the first of my guests - Michael Cisse and Amanda. Michael was in his late thirties, Nigerian by birth, but has been living in the UK for many years. He ran a successful import/export business, importing Nigerian agricultural product into the UK and exporting British furniture and luxury goods to Nigeria, for the country's growing rich c...
As the door closes and I hear the locking mechanism click into place, a small sigh of relief escapes me. Finally I am in the safety of the motel room, registration is complete and as best I know, no one has seen me drive into the motel lot, and I don't need to worry about if there is a vacant room available for early access on a Saturday morning. Immediately...
It is Halloween. I am very tired. I just want to go home and rest. And maybe hand out candy to trick-or-treaters. I walk out of the building. Sam Smith walks up beside me. He is one of the nicer fellows from the engineering group. I enjoyed his company at lunch sometimes. He asks, "Mattie, Do you want to go to a Halloween party tonight at the Eastside Inn?...
This is a continuing work of fiction, all names and places are fictional, any relation to any real person or place, real or imagined, is purely accidental. * Friday morning started as usual with the alarm, they skipped the workout and went straight for the shower. The night had been a late one when work comes early. Sherri lathered him up and washed him...