Part I Chanice dreaded coming to work on Thursday nights. Although she's been working as the night clerk at the Filler Gas Convienent Store and Filling Station for over a year, she'd been required to drive 40 miles away from her home to a completely different area. In fact, it was in another city. She'd been working at, as she often put it, "the store in th...
Chapter 4 The room spun. Became silent. His body quaked in random spurts now, all aftershocks from the orgasm. He shakily pulled himself up from his knees--head down, eyes closed, hair falling around his face like curtains. He struggled, doing his best to balance the weight between his new hanging breasts, thick ass, and wide hips. Finally he found a preca...
The next stop on the trip is a very small boutique that you are not familiar with. As you come to a stop in front of the shop, he tells you to wait for him as he disappears inside. He emerges in about 5 minutes. He answers your look with a smile as you back out into the street. The final stop of the day is at the grocery store. "I thought you had everything?...
--- Week 4 -- Thursday Night --- I didn't get to go home this night 'cause Ortega didn't call me a taxi. No surprise there. Duh! However, he didn't call Justin to pick me up, either. Instead, he saw off his business partner Miller, not paying any kinda attention to me or Shelly. I guess he was still super mad at his ass-istants. Whatever! Like a pair of go...
*Author's Note: Hello again, readers! This isn't in quite the same style as 'What Happens in Vegas'. It happens to be at least partly based in reality, and is in no small part cathartic for me to write. As always, I love CONSTRUCTIVE criticism and feedback, respond to all emails, and take requests from registered users. This is straight up M/F, largely roman...
Ex-Marine likes wife mean! Believe it or not, my six foot something Marine hubby is my boot licking butt boy. My man is big, strong and as straight-laced as they come... Until I get him in the bedroom. Me? I'm a tiny Vietnamese immigrant with mouse coloured hair. Don't let my size fool you, mind. I am the first Female Mayor of Louistown, and as tough as...
Ella kissed her husband Thomas on the cheek leaving a big red smudge from her lips stick. “Now don’t forget it’s our date night tonight. So please try and leave work on time,” she told him as she brought her thumb to his face and started to rub the scarlet wax off. “I will Honey,” he told her. Tom’s dark black police officer’s uniform was freshly pressed and...
If a dog is man's best friend, then surely a car is a woman's best friend. A car gives you independence, safety, pride of possession, status, all those nice things. But the mirror has two faces, and a car can also get into some situations you wouldn't exactly seek out for yourself. My own black early-eighties Cherokee was my pride and joy throughout my happ...
The farm was aptly named Cheyenne Villa because Indians lived there before the settlers. Bobbie found lots of nice second hand furniture cheap and new linens and curtains. I picked up the old Chevy from Pete's garage and body shop so Bobbie would have a car. The barn was spacious with a huge loft and stables for two horses but no electricity. Fortunately I...
This story stands on its own but does reference the Reverend DuToit who appears first in the second portion of 'Meeting me at the Ritz' * "How did I get here?" thought Michelle. Here was sitting at a biker bar in Fisheating Creek, Florida. Who even ever heard of Fisheating Creek? More to the point, here was sitting in a chair, her blouse completely unbutt...