"I'm ready, Father." She stood before him, her skirt and tank top back in place after their brief playtime. "David is waiting in the car," he said, not looking up. He had replaced his own clothing and was reading a book on a rather uncomfortable looking chair at a small desk in the corner of the den. "Be good," he added and dismissed her. She went to th...
Jeannie had been a friend for several years, but initially James hadn't found her very attractive. Indeed she was tall and thin - athletic due to her training as a gymnastics instructor. She had small breasts that showed well under the shirts she wore with perky nipples often denting the material. She had a well-toned stomach and back. Her buttocks were smal...
Chapter 1. Becoming the Wife Hard to say when it began, exactly; a few years ago, about the time the economy tanked and I spent a couple of years working a job without earning any real income, tramping through New England in desperate search for dealers for a factory out of Pennsylvania. A commission job that wasn't earning any commissions. It must have bee...
Darlene? Sandrine? Mary Sue? The hazy urban sun pressed down hard on every inch of the pavement and sidewalks laid out before her, and once again she thanked heavens the dry-cleaners were only a few blocks from the hotel. Her business in the city over and done with, it was a wonderful day to stay inside and make love before tomorrow brought the airport and...
Katrina had her new sub Dillon follow her home from the club. His truck trailed behind her through the late night city streets, and out to her condo. He pulled into the guest space by her yellow jeep. She watched him stare up at the condo complex. Three story square units sat at alternating depths from one another. Large expanses of glass opened on each floo...
The park's long picnic table is covered with a thick blanket, to protect her naked skin from any splinters. Strong, thick rope connects each wrist and ankle cuff to the sturdy legs of the picnic table, with several additional ropes ensuring her torso does not have much freedom of movement; another rope even runs through the D-ring at the front of her wide co...
Chapter Two: Little Red Corvette [*A note of explanation. The name I prefer is Bob. Melissa however chooses to call me Robert and her slight Spanish lilt [it sounds more like Row-bert] is so sensual I wouldn't have her call me anything else. Also many of my relatives call me Bobby even though I'm 50 something. I still love them even the ones that voted for...
Chapter 3 A Diamond in the Rough Tuesday and Wednesday Rhiannon began to settle into her new home. She spent a fair amount of time during the day with Mary since Dr. Hines was at work. Mary helped Rhiannon the first time she did laundry. She reminded Rhiannon that she would need to take care of it herself from that point forward. On Wednesday night Dr. Hin...
Brett was an attractive boy with a swimmer's build in his late twenties with short dirty blonde hair, clean cut in appearance with soft features and a chiseled, toned but slender body. He had been busting his ass since high school trying to make a name for himself as a musician, but as more time had passed without landing that elusive record deal, he began t...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Note to MasterfulJim....can you pick out the phrase you've used repeatedly on your comments on Hilly's story? I'll leave you Heather in my will. Note from Scooter Titenbum: Per my comment, Hamish is not looking for a Scottish wife...any wife will do. He's a man – he doesn't care! The last sentence is from me. I hope y'all like! And thanks fo...