"Rob, do you have a problem?" He glanced at her and then back at the road. "Don't worry about it," he said shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Erin glanced over her shoulder at the two sleeping boys in the back seat making certain they were still out. "I can help you with that," she offered in a husky voice as she slid across the space between them. Leanin...
Part 1 The sun was bright. The day was bristling with sun, and here in this apartment it seemed to burn through the windows as if someone were holding a hot iron up to the glass. All except for in the dining room where a window was broken, and here the sun and the snow poured in and had been pouring in for some time; pouring in where Lexi sat naked, kneel...
My husband has gotten up early this morning; he is headed to Syracuse for the day. But first he is meeting some workmen who he has hired to paint our garage that were coming to the house this morning to begin their work. Our house was less than ten years old but the garage had never been painted and detracted from the overall beauty of the house. I had recen...
When I opened my eyes it was light outside and I was sandwiched between Angie and Shannon with her ass pressed against my morning wood, or twig as Angie calls it. I slowly brushed my hand up Shannon's body and cupped her puffy dark tit in my hand, fluttering kisses on her shoulder and back. She arched back and pressed her ass into me, teasing my prick as I p...
THE FIRST ENCOUNTER As I think back on the affair, I consider it to have officially started on a January class trip to the Texas coast. It all caught me off guard really. I didn't even know Sarah was interested in me. I mean once, weeks before this trip, while standing side by side working through a homework problem, she placed her hand on the small of my b...
Based on a true fantasy Alys was not a tourist in Japan. She was not a stranger stumbling down the rabbit hole into a land of bizarre customs and nonsensical sounds. No burbling jabberwocks bothered Alys: she spoke enough Japanese for small-talk, read enough kanji to skim a newspaper. She had her favourite brands and bands, her network of contacts in lang...
Less than a year ago Tim my husband and I had been married six years and were getting along great. Upper middle class, we had just about everything. I had just turned thirty-one and Tim was forty-four. Tim is 5'8" and quite handsome with his salt and pepper hair. Tim is also a workaholic banker and a great provider. While Tim is no hard body and a little pud...
Chapter 7- Breaking Cultural Barriers Quick Notes: I recently canned my proofreader/editor for not doing their job. Handling it myself until I find a new one. I am convinced, based on conversations with other authors, that this story belongs in this particular category. I know it has some Fetish elements to it, but they're not my focus, they were just the...
The propeller engines of the small plane sputtered to life in a choke of black smoke and fuel fumes. April watched as the propellers whirred faster and faster with widening eyes and an increasingly white face. Dr. Patterson walked over from the coffee shop holding a cardboard tray with three cups of coffee. "Ready girls," he said briefly to April and May be...
The soiree was well-attended by the upper echelon of the city's high society. There were university presidents and CEOs along with mere interlopers like me. These charity galas were expensive, and it had stretched my budget to the limit for me to get the tickets, but I had always wanted to attend. Besides, the artist for whom the event was honoring was a fri...