Hi, I'm Sarah, and I'm going to tell you about how exactly I met my fiancé. It started in my freshman year at college. I was 19, and had just moved to a new city to go to school. I was alone for the first time in my life. My upbringing was rather sheltered, as my family was rather oppressively religious, and I planned on exploring the world. I moved into...
We'd had a great Friday evening, me and my husband. After a long working week, it was really nice to dress up, go to a restaurant and just enjoy each others company. With irregular work hours, it felt like we had barely gotten the time to talk to each other for the whole week. We were in our thirties and had been together for a good ten years or so, but we w...
Chapter 1 Jeremy Hall checked his phone to make sure he had the right house. Once he was sure, he got out of the car, walked up to the front door, and rang the doorbell. As he waited for someone to answer the door, he took in his surroundings. This house had definitely seen better days. The front yard looked like it hadn't been tended to in years - the gras...
So, we get to the hotel the night before my buddy's wedding and just crash.. it was a long trip. The next morning we wake up a little late. We go and have breakfast and then came back to the room to finish waking up. As we laid back down and started watching tv, you pushed herself against me under the covers looking to spoon. My hands started roaming and fou...
Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34A–24–35, 95 pound, 5 foot 1 inch figure with blond(ish) hair. In 1998 I quit my extremely boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. Apart from a little bit of hair that grows on my legs, I have n...
Author's Note: This is my first attempt at writing a piece. I'd like to lead up to a full story at some point, but you have to start somewhere. Constructive criticism is appreciated. Please enjoy! ***** Prologue Dear Reader, I never thought I'd be one to write a story like this. My life was your typical story of the everyman - not that I'm complaining,...
It was a warm Friday night in town and Simon and Ellie finally had the chance of a post-lockdown night out where they could get dressed up, have some drinks and even a bit of dancing if the mood took them. The 'dancing' kind of mood always took Ellie and she knew that she would definitely end up on the dancefloor at some point during the evening, maybe even...
After a couple of hurricanes at Patty O's, we sauntered down the streets of New Orleans until we came to the perfect little sex shop where we elbowed our way in. "Oh,la la!" My eyes widened at the tantalizing array of toys and gadgets and things I had never seen before, enticingly laid out like sweets in a candy store. Chuck, my boyfriend, just laughed w...
The Melinda 109: A Little Shop Story PART ONE "I can't believe it's here!" Webb said excitedly. Soapy shook his head, as Plato and Cato dismembered the packing case, and pulled Melinda 109 out. She was something--five seven or maybe five eight inches tall. Blonde. Icy sapphire eyes. Beautiful face, much like Mary Hart from Entertainment Tonight, but with m...
Author's Note: I have written a lot over the years, but this is my first attempt at writing a story in the first person. Any mistakes, typos etc. are on me. This chapter, at least, moves at a bit slower pace than some of you like/want but this is how it came out when I was writing it. I do appreciate any constructive feedback. If the feedback is generally po...