Chapter 28 A man can love three women, can't he? Monday, August 29th Kevin Sales' office, Crowell Corporation Reading of the will... Kevin.... I remember the last time I saw Jim alive. It had been a beautiful day and we were going to change his will to reflect the current situation at the Corporation. By the time my family and I had moved in from Sa...
TO THE READER: This story contains characters from the Jason Garrett series of stories; however, this story is not part of that series. It was my wedding day, and I was getting married a virgin. Of course, the fact of the matter is, when your father is a Missouri Synod Lutheran pastor and you grew up in St. Louis, you are going to be told from about the ag...
Society says that being promiscuous is wrong. Fucking a lot of guys is bad. Well, to heck with society. I love to fuck. I love cocks. Pricks. Penises, whatever anyone wants to call them. I'd be unhappy if I didn't. So who am I hurting? Society's rules are to protect females, I'm sure. But having me not have sex with a guy isn't protecting me, it's wronging m...
Geneva knew he was trouble the second her gaze fell on him. Their eyes met and locked, and the sheer intensity of the gaze he held her in sent shivers up and down her spine. She broke eye contact first by looking down and pretending to nurse her drink, thankful that she was sitting at a booth and not at the bar, where she would surely feel naked, exposed to...
J, I've been thinking a lot about your question, the one about what I really want, and the answer has been writing itself in my head for weeks. It's time for me to put it into words for you. You asked: "What is it that you want — in your heart of hearts — that would make you really super happy? A rich woman to keep you and encourage you to pick up hot men?...
The following Saturday in Santa Barbara eight couples were sharing a big house in the hills for a long weekend. Among them were Alice and Gabe. Curt and his girlfriend, Bobili, were there too. Bobili had to be the most exotic creature most of these people had ever seen. She was Eurasian. Tall and thin like her Australian father, she had red highlights in h...
Ezmarelda" Part 2: Ezmarelda's Delicious Purple Ass "Who does he think he is? I had done nothing wrong. So, Why did he spank me?" In the privacy of her quarters, Ezmarelda rubbed her stinging behind though her nightgown as she pondered her master's strange behavior. She had tears in her eyes that she would never show him. "...And why was he acting so st...
Key West They were a happily married young couple. Becky was dressed nicely but conservative. Her expensive gold jewelry highlighted her evening dress. If it were possible for anyone to see up her skirt, they would see exquisite white lace panties. They drove there in their Cadillac. Becky was from a well to do family, and he was rich. Becky was getting all...
She lay supine on the chaise lounge, her long Indian skirt draped about her. She must not have heard his car, he thought idly, throwing his keys on his desk and removing his jacket. Glancing out, he watched her as she lay in the dappled shade of the sumacs, indolent and for once, resting. He was about to call to her when a little devil quieted his voice an...
Samir couldn't believe his luck in meeting Roxi. He was a BDSM writer, and he specialized in writing about female domination, chastity, and hardcore punishment...and one night, he was invited to lecture on this topic at Buttermilk State. Roxi had reddish hair and looked like an insolent barmaid, but she was the graduate assistant to the professor who had as...