Richard had been concerned. Divorce proceedings were being progressed by his wife Marjorie. Not surprising when you consider that Richard's favourite pastime was fucking his son's girlfriends. Richard had a cock that hung down his trousers about 9 inches, relatively soft. Hard, his cock took a life of its own extending to an outrageous length. Not only did h...
"You do have a choice Richard. You don't have to do it, but life will be so much easier for you if you do. If you do it nothing changes except that you will never sleep in my bed again. Although I'm going to be taking on the role of CEO you will still be president of the company, you will still have your country club membership and you can even keep your bim...
Then on April 1, 2010 it all came crashing down. A police officer stood at my front door and, with his hat in his hand, informed me of the accident. He said, "Please come now, they don't expect Richard to live. Strangely, I didn't even cry right then or even panic; I just covered my face with my hands and leaned against the wall for several minutes in shock....
Author's note: This short story was inspired by Vitalis' amazing hentai artwork: "Bimbo Catalog: Bianca." * It was date night in the Whitley household and things were just starting to get exciting. Alice and Richard had enjoyed a lovely meal at a five star restaurant, a wonderful performance at the theater and a couple glasses of fine wine upon returning h...
Melissa took a deep breath before knocking on the door. She heard a man's voice telling her to come in. Melissa opened the door slowly and peeped inside but didn't see anyone around. The light in the bathroom was on and a man shouted out. "Come inside and make yourself comfortable. I'll be with you in a moment." Melissa walked into the room and closed the...
As is the case with all of my stories, this is a work of fiction. I base my writing on a what if scenario, then fantasise through allowing my mind to wander and imagine the events described. Whilst the memories are fresh in my head, I write them down as vividly as possible. I hope you enjoy my efforts. * The second glass of wine slipped down more easily th...
In life there are times when through boredom, indifference, or desire we knowingly place ourselves on the edge of a precipice. We can peer over that edge and imagine or fantasize about taking that leap without actually doing it because the image or fantasy is sweeter than the reality. This is one of those times. I had to ask myself. OMG!!...what did I do??...
Cabin One Michael had not been to Sleepy Creek Cabins since his honeymoon five years earlier. Sleepy Creek, a bed and breakfast that featured four cabins tucked into the Virginia mountains provided the perfect level of comfort and isolation for a week of pure enjoyment for Michael and his new bride. They had stayed in Cabin One, which featured a full kitche...
London, June 12, 1804 Honorable Sir! It has come as a great surprise to hear from You after such a long time. Fourteen years in all, if I am not mistaken. How very cheeky of You to even suggest I might not remember You any longer! However, as I am certain You are well aware, I am married now. I have children of my own, am very happy and settled in my life...
"Another evening at the club," Alexandra said, "could our life be any more empty and dead." "Your friends are here," Richard said, pointing out Lavinia and Charlotte across the room, "why don't you go say 'hi' to them." "And tell them what, darling, that I've let you off with murder and I'm drinking again." She said the words very sweetly, as though she we...