It's 4:00pm, and in I come, here to pick up my sweet child from daycare. The other children have gone home, but my baby is still sleeping when I arrive. "So, anything I can do to help?" I ask. You've only been in the new place for less than two weeks, and the place is still a bit of a mess from the move. The boss decided to give you the keys after the mo...
This is my first submission in a very long time. Just a quickie, and my first attempt in this series. Hope it doesn't disappoint. As always with my stories, constructive criticism is welcome and hoped for. ############# It was now Wednesday, day three of what Harry was starting to think was a very good week indeed. The weather had improved to the point th...
His sweaty body glistened in the dim light as I circled him lightly flogging his torso. I hardened my strikes to his skin when the flogger met his cock and ass. His ass cheeks tightening and cock twitching each time it teases his wet, tan skin as I run it over him again. His cock skin was stretched to capacity it was so hard. I dropped to my knees at the si...
She was sitting on the bottom step, sipping beer from a plastic cup. A sheer blouse clung to her back in the humid night air, her bra jutting out of the smoothness. Long legs, glazed in summer heat, dropped out of her short skirt and angled back beneath. She looked blue in the moonlight. Her dark hair reflected the moonlight. She was alone. "Hot night.," I...
Leslie re-emerged from Ricky's room and tossed them two robes and asked for their clothes so she could pop then into the washer while they showered. Paul went first, then Miguel and finally it was Leslie turn to use the shower. When she was done, she returned to the living room complaining of aches and pains. She said she had been stressed so much lately, es...
Her feet straight on the table, she let her eyes wander to her shoes, black-gold heels, as she indulged herself in daydreaming. It was a fleeting break from her work, editing a quarterly report for her company. She was at home on a gray Sunday morning, working on the report to preempt the pressure of the coming Monday. As her thoughts wandered, she rested a...
She had gritted her teeth, rolled her eyes, kicked the wall three times, and counted backwards from 100, but none of it was calming her nerves. It had been going on all night, and she couldn’t get it to stop. Her brand new molecular transfer unit, housed neatly in the corner of her room, was malfunctioning. Not just malfunctioning, but sending strangers into...
I don't know anyone who isn't annoyed at being stopped by a passing train, but ever since that wonderful day with Claudia, I look upon them with renewed appreciation. You see I was helping a few friends rehab my buddy's house a few blocks down from a railroad crossing when I noticed this scrumptious looking woman walk up and down the street. He seemed shy, b...
The next morning, when she woke up, she felt her mistake. At some point in the night she must have moved out of the position, but her hips were stiff and sore like she had worked out hard while trucks took turns smacking her around. She could barely walk at first, practically stumbling when she got out of bed. Her left hip was making a grinding and popping s...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. I do not make money from these stories. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work. ****************** Los Angeles, California July 2013 Hanging from a white painted ceiling was a fan with rotating blades rotating at a moderate sp...