It was now Saturday afternoon. Last night, after I'd returned home from work I had been dressed in women's clothes by my wife, Allie; introduced to her lover, Mike; been made love to by him myself; been subjected to physical and emotional torture by the two of them; and had it all captured on video. This morning I had had all my body hair removed and had pa...
Mr. Drummond must have heard me. He was wearing what looked like an expensive suit, and his eyes got very wide when he saw Mr. Wallace's huge body covering me, my slender arms suspended by my wrists tied to the headboard. Whether it was the ordeal I had been through or the relief that I would be rescued or the shame I was feeling for Mr. Drummond seeing me l...
They met at The Home Depot, he in the flooring department, she in the hardware department. It was an ordinary October, warmish days, cool and frosty nights. She started one week before Halloween. He had worked there for a few years. She was standing in aisle 12 when they first laid eyes on each other; her hair was red as fire and she had a large screwdriver...
2019 Upstate New York Walking into the hotel I dressed in a red golf shirt and a pair of slacks. I pulled out my mobile device to review Marie's message again. 'Come to the hotel for 2100 hrs for a night of fun with some of my friends. Wear your Armani suit, don't run to the hotel. M.' I did run to the hotel and I had my least favourite Armani inside a k...
It was finally the big day. For months, they had talked and dreamed about living together, about sharing the same home, and at last it was coming true. It was a cozy little place in the suburbs, traditional and yet modern. The house, along with the neighborhood, had a sense of class and comfort, but also somehow managed to evoke humility and modesty. He had...
NOTE: This is the first on many chapters of me growing up in the Midwest in the late spring and early summer of 1971 before moving to AZ to live with my grandmother and attend college. All persons in this and any of my stories are of at least 18 years of age and the names have been changed to protect the innocent. These chapters cover the times that I was...
Spring had come and so had the last dance lesson. I was as always waiting for the Friday evening with great anticipation. Marianne would come and we would have a great night together no doubt. But I was also sad because it probably was the last time I would see her. She came to dinner and was in an excellent mode which made us all happy. The dinner was very...
We’ve collaborated on this work of fiction, like we collaborate on Life and Love; as partners. We hope you’ll enjoy reading it as much as we enjoyed writing it! Peace, G&B, 2003 I'd have to admit I've never been much of a gambling man. Sure I've been to casinos and dog tracks, but I've never spent, or maybe I should say, donated, more than $100.00 at any g...
Mike slid his arms around Barbara's waist as she stood at the sink, washing the dishes, brushing her hair aside with his face and kissing her lightly on the neck. Tonight they were playing out one of their scenarios, one of the little things they did to keep their marriage fresh after 10 years together. They would come up with situations, or unusual places,...
Three weeks into the 'partnership' with Ron things were going smoothly. I had caught up with some of my old customers, and made a sweet new friend in Ginny. Ron took care of all the phone work, so my job was easy. We talked late every afternoon to plan out the next day, and things were rolling along nicely. "Hey buddy," his friendly voice crackled through t...