It all started on a hot Sydney Saturday afternoon. Lisa and Graham Richardson and Debbie and Bill Gates (no relation to you know who) were lying on the lawn by Lisa and Graham's new pool drinking and snacking as the afternoon wore on. The two couples were next door neighbors and were close friends and all four of them were getting decidedly tipsy. Lisa and...
AAuthor's Note: This story was written at a reader's request. Thank you for the idea and for pushing me out of my usual box! This is a stand alone short story and I do not intend to make it into chapters. ************* Avery flicked her eyes over at her co-worker Trevor, the two of them were often scheduled together for the late night shift at the 24 hour...
I have super powers. I've kept it pretty low key though, until now. I've always had a hard time defining exactly what my powers can do, but it's related to my sexuality. You see, I like to see women humiliated. I like to see them uncontrollably orgasm in public, in front of their friends and family. I like their conservative clothes to transform into garment...
Narlissa Quickhands, half-elf and master thief, peeled back the cloth covering the stolen amulet for the hundredth time to check it was still there. It was. It was glowing, too, and she replaced the cloth quickly and hoped no one had seen it. The streets were busy this afternoon and alive with the gossip of a robbery at the baron's mansion. No one knew what...
Mary was anxious as she entered the big Southwind department store in suburban Seattle. She stopped and looked around as she reviewed what she had planned. She had never done anything like it before, but she needed the money. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves, then approached the counter that displayed expensive watches. The salesclerk asked, "May I...
Henry Lawson entered into the prison after a long day in court. He got a phone call from a client he barely remembered, but his assistant reminded him that he was on a hundred thousand dollar retainer, and promised twenty four seven service. The name was familiar, but he couldn't quite place it, as he read it off a card, he scribbled the name his assistant h...
I graduated from high school in Greenville, Mississippi when Vietnam was in full swing. I was no college boy, we weren't rich, and we didn't know any politicians so I was going to be drafted. Rather than be a draftee Army grunt slogging through the Mekong Delta, I enlisted for four years in the Air Force. They trained me to be a metal machinist repairing ai...
There she lies staring at the ceiling at 3 o clock, in her and her husbands bed, next to her lover. Post orgasmic, a little sad and a little confused as to how she ended up here, having this affair behind her husbands back, as he lay in the hospital from a car crash, hurt but stable and believing that his faithful and lovely wife of 19 years is coming to see...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs, Man of God. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story...
Wake snuggled in to Fred and Brianna is upstairs being upset. Realize the alarm for Audrey has gone off, why Brianna is so upset. That and she is hungry so crawl out of bed and grab the robe, slip it on but don't tie it since I need to feed my little girl. Find Audrey standing at the bottom of the steps with Brianna so I am handed her with a yawn from Audrey...