"Mrs Carmall, excuse me, could you come over here for a moment, please?" Jennifer looked across the wide corridor towards the young gentleman standing outside the Customs and Revenue Inspectorate office. She flushed slightly, partly from surprise, partly from uncertainty as to why she should be called over at this stage. Carefully, she manoeuvred herself ou...
A message from the author. Why do I do it? I know that it is not everyone's cup of tea. I know equally well though that there are many of us who thrive on it, who enjoy it and get a big buzz from it. I know I do. I get a massive kick and huge excitement from it. There's some guilt and trepidation too of course, but they are relatively easily overcome. The...
This story is seven chapters. I am posting two chapters at a time till all are posted. You may want to read the first and second chapter before this one. Thank you to Linda62953 for taking the time to edit my story. Chapter 3 I finally arrived home and my mom was waiting for me. She helped me bring in all of my and Alecia's things. She had my old bedroom...
The cars began to arrive, one by one, in the horseshoe shaped driveway. Exiting from BMW, Mercedes, and Lexus sedans in the crisp January air, the middle-age couples walked to the house. Chris recognized them all. Most had known him since he was a little boy. His parents had been socializing with the same crowd for years. He rarely paid much attention to the...
PART FOUR: The Hidden Curriculum Jane Matthews stepped out of the smoke filled car and looked across at Elaine Phelps. She smiled, took another long puff on what remained of the cigarette in her gloved hand and dropped it, crushing it with her heeled boot. She exhaled through her nose and Elaine was transfixed as it drifted towards her across the car roof...
The following story is an original work of fiction. All characters described in this story are over the age of 18. If any of these characters resemble historical people, it is a coincidence. All rights are reserved. This is my first attempt at writing erotic fiction. I will appreciate constructive advice and comments you may have. There is no reason to be...
PART I A week, later, Friday, October 31st, at around 7:30 in the evening, and Tres had a lot on her mind. A little less than a week ago, her roommate and best friend had knelt before her on her bed begging for an orgasm which Tres had eventually supplied. That evening had been, at once terrifying, blissful, confusing, and something like forty seven other a...
"Relax little kitten. Watching the clock just makes it seem like it is taking longer," the sleepy voice next to me says. I glance over at Elizabeth and smile apologetically. Master had kicked me out of bed tonight, and she had offered to come with me because Amanda was still stuck on her back when it happened. Master was not mad at me, but I was too excited...
Alfred searched the Batcave, all the while picking up assorted TV dinner trays and other garbage. The Batmobile had its tarp on and the engine was cold. It hadn't been used in at least a week. The computer was turned off. All the assorted gadgets and suits Batman used were put away. Alfred checked in the guest room of Wayne Manor. The bed he had made 4 nigh...
Chapter Five: Monday Morning You look so Fine. About 7:00am and I awake from the sofa bed of Gillian's place. I feel better after sleeping off the fun Sunday night activities with Kerri and friends. I need to wash up and get home to dress for my Monday schedule at my dominatrix studio. I shower and feel refreshed. As I dry off, there is a door knock and Ker...