Before You asked me to write something, so I did, I wrote about the time when I watched you; an early evening in early winter, or perhaps late autumn. It was dark outside and we were going out, I'd bounded up the stairs in socked feet, grasping the handrail in easy sweeps, eager to be ready to take you out. Through the crack between door and wall I caught...
Outside was freezing, but inside was warm and wonderful. I stood shivering, waiting for Eva to finally open the door and let me in. The New Jersey winter had been snowless but very cold, and I was still shaking for a few moments after I got in the house. It was your typical suburban home outside, but inside was tastefully decorated in a sort of minimalist,...
Chapter 11 – Ruminations. Birthing so many seed batches and the events of the past few days weighed heavy on my slender body, it was no wonder that after the continuous multiple orgasms during the birthing process left me in a deep sleep for the rest of the day and throughout the night. I awoke the next morning, just shortly before the sun hit its mid point...
It was another football weekend and having to attend another losing game wasn't my idea of a good time. I'd been dating this professor for a few months and his attendance at games was mandatory. He knew I didn't want to be there and would have preferred for us to have stayed in bed all day, drawing out our morning pleasure. As we stood in a crush of people...
(Every word of this is 100% true.) Last night I was about to go to bed. Before I did so, I went to the windows one last time to look down disdainfully upon the hoodlums that destroy the quietude of my elegant, upscale neighborhood. After shaking my head a few times, I directed my gaze to the horizon, or at least where the horizon would be but for the variou...
"It's so great to get away for a while, isn't it Chuck?" My wife, Mary turned to me and said, "I don't believe your boss is paying for all of this. I think we're going to have to invite him over for dinner or something." "Yea, he is the greatest." I replied, looking at Mary. "But you know what makes it even better hun?" "What?" she asked. "Being here with...
10 - Epilogue: Simon Milton winced as he gingerly lowered himself onto the burgundy leather chesterfield. Whoever the bastard was who'd worked him over, he'd done a bloody good job of it. He'd get even with the fucker if it was the last thing he did. He lit a Davidoff cigar and took a long drag, then balanced it on the edge of a cut glass ashtray on the s...
It took Marie about ten days to get settled in her new home; out of those ten days Paige was over there helping her several times. Even Sophia and Olivia came over once and helped unpack boxes. There were a lot of mini-conversations regarding the house, their jobs, their kids, and so forth; but not much was said about their sex lives until the subject of Rob...
It had to have been the hottest day of the summer, and the most uneventful part of the week, when Harlee's imagination began to run wild with spontaneous acts of recklessness. Harlee was always trying to get her friends to spend their time doing other activities besides thotting it up and being belligerent at someone's lounge. This summer, however, her bes...
Eighth Night: The New Girl By Peethagoras Foreword Many thanks to those who have inundated me with requests for the next episode – here it is! I must apologise for the erratic publishing of my stories, but my professional life takes priority. Even in these days of recession I find that my professional time is pretty well fully occupied, and, being a cont...