(Set in England) Ernie Trump awoke at dawn and reached for his old friend called Erection and sighed. He'd much prefer reaching for an already warmed pussy conveniently beside him only a few finger widths away. His mind suddenly clicked with the obvious solution. Now that he lived alone in the family house -- his parents having limped off to geriatric he...
Marguerite stood in front of the windows in the library of Henry's house, gazing at the deepening shades of twilight. She hated the impenetrable darkness of night that descended inevitably after the light of day had faded. Leaning her forehead against the cool window panel, she reflected upon the irony of her life mirroring the routine of day and night. Exc...
This story was written by request of a readers fantasy. * My name is Keena and I work the evening shift at a retirement home. It was just like any other day, I got ready for work in my white shoes, stockings and nurses smock. I headed off to work like any other day except that this was my last day to work there. I was going to be moving and changing jobs....
Walter (Wal) and Wanda, both mid forties, had been friends for ten years, happily married for the last five since Wal left the Navy. Nicely settled in a coastal city their lives were quite routine but no one was complaining. Sex meant Friday nights, 9.30 pm, thirty minutes of chatting and thirty minutes of vanilla activity. Chat time did however include a...
It was the end of the week and it had been a rough one. Only another month until I retired and I was really looking forward to it. I had just gotten home and was getting the mail when my neighbor, Susan, pulled into her drive across the street. She was a realtor and apparently did really well for herself based on the quality of her clothes and the Lexus she...
I waited in the Liberty House kitchen far enough away for Anne, Renee' and the young membership to feel comfortable that they could talk in confidence. After being part of an all-female make out session I did not need to know more about their secrets. The less I knew, I felt, the better I could protect their interests. The living room door opened. Young wo...
Collateral Damage This story is a far cry from the typical BTB, take a baseball bat to his knees, revenge story. I like a good bat to the knees story, but then I realize I probably wouldn't do well in prison. I often read revenge stories where I wonder about the collateral damage. I read a story about some creep who is dipping his pen in a married ink well...
Two quick ways of being fired in our company are being caught screwing the chairman's wife or grossly fiddling personal claims for reimbursement of work-related expenses. The third way is ignoring a particular memorandum to all heads of departments four pages long which, in effect, states get caught screwing a subordinate and you'll face the firing squad....
Cynthia Kolby was a very beautiful 28-year-old white woman. Born into wealth, she had never known what it was like to have to work for a living. Her family's wealth had always protected her from the rigors of daily living. But after graduating from college, with her Master's Degree in her slim white fingers, she found out that life was not all peaches and cr...
Hundreds of journalists had gathered for the press conference in Gotham. "I have fought for Gotham for many years," said Batman, "but with the crime rate dropping and the successful incarceration of most of the super-powered criminals, I believe I am no longer needed and it is now time to retire." The reporters in the crowd were shocked....