"Do you know what your boss did tonight?" I asked my husband on the way home from his company dinner. I didn't wait for him to answer. "He had the nerve to put his hand on my leg under the table. Can you believe this guy? Who does he think he is?" My name is Ginger. I'm 38 and a stay-at-home wife with two elementary aged girls. My husband, Mark, is 41 and h...
Thank you everyone for your comments and feedback. I appreciate them and try to accommodate your requests. Another Drug Trials piece! Contains futa, sex, you know, the usual. This one has a little more Avril focus for reasons that will be abundantly clear. Also: Bonus points to you readers that realize what's coming up in this chapter with a certain charac...
It's March already, and for eighteen-year old Craig Zanetti, the finish line is coming more into focus with every passing day. No, he's not running some super marathon; rather, he's looking forward to high school graduation in mid-June, looming ahead like a huge golden gate, sweet and lovely. There's only one problem: he's flunking algebra and unless he brin...
Mid morning Friday, his cell rang. Chris recognized Melanie's caller ID. She was far and away his closest confidant and best friend - and long-ago former lover. They lived now on opposite sides of town, kept in touch pretty well, mostly by email and about six-monthly dinners. He hadn't talked with her for several weeks, so he answered – a rare thing for him,...
Dear readers, a cast of characters for this episodic may be found in my bio. Please feel free to ask questions if my descriptions are confusing. Your comments, questions, and reviews will help me improve my storytelling craft and roll back time to before the previous election. ***** Previously: Ileana reveals that she has attended many individuals who ha...
"What rhymes with pussy?" Julie asked. She sat in a blue suede bowl-shaped chair with her head hanging off the side almost parallel with the floor. Her long legs were crossed and she was swaying her foot in time with the music radiating from a small speaker in the corner. A notebook in one hand, she tapped her freckled chin with the end of the pen she held i...
WARNING: This story involves scenes of graphic sex including incest and anal. If that is not what you are looking for don't read on. All sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by adults over eighteen years old. This is a story in a series of Uncle Zach and his nieces and family member encounters. ***** My wife Beth, niece Shannon and I went to th...
(Part 2) A New Day When I finally fell asleep, it was around 1:00 AM and I was out. Around 6:30, I woke up with the urge to pee, and as I got out of the bed, I realized Cass wasn't there. My ass was throbbing from the spanking I'd received, and I was in an emotional fog. As I walked to the bathroom, I glanced in the mirror and my ass was bright red and dee...
It was a warm spring day that I laid on my towel at the nude beach smoking my pipe, reading a book and gazing at the other sun lovers as they strolled by. Most of them were middle aged and compared to my 58 years were quite young. I'd chosen this particular spot near some sand dunes to have a nearby shelter for when the wind came up. Few others came this far...
Chapter 1 Abby would always remember the way his fingers felt in her hair. His hands were warm, his fingers gently caressing, playing hide and seek in the strands. It was as though his fingers were dancing through the waves, to an ancient beat, to music only he could hear. She wanted to get lost in the feeling, to simply be in the moment forever. When he m...