The following story is from my friend, Carolyn, who asked if I would help her a little with it. * As you can see from the title, my name is Carolyn. Vicki Lynn, whom some of you know, is my friend. I told her about an experience I had last year in a shoe store and she suggested that I put it down on paper and submit it to Literotica. A little about myself:...
As the Berlin Wall fell, I had lost a battle in office politics and got sent to a former communist country to build up the (non-existent) business there. I had landed on my feet, bagging myself two lovely ladies that were keeping me in pussy, but as far as business was concerned, it was a dud. ------------------- I had been working on a mind map of all the...
Entry 1 – The Beginning There was a sharp knock on Linda's door. "Come in," she said, swinging around on her desk chair to face the invitee. "I'm sorry to disturb you, Ms. Smith," Jonathan said, pushing a book cart before him. There was just a hint of nervousness in his voice. "We have finished cleaning out the storage room and these are the items for y...
Dahlia looked on with mounting dread as the first snowflakes of the evening drifted down from the heavens. As she peered through the frozen pane a worrisome frown drew in her cheeks and bunched wrinkles into her forehead, adding years to a face that was so much younger. There was a small piece of her that wanted the snow, but it lay sleeping in her memory....
As I have indicated before in these stories, I worked for many years as a professor of English at a small but respected New England college. After I retired a few years ago, I didn't have a lot to do, so I decided to write my memoirs regarding some of my relationships with the students. In all cases, I have changed the names of course to protect the guilty....
It was hard to believe that we had been living in our new home for nearly a month. We were settling in nicely, taking time to pick the perfect items for each room. We had carefully assembled many lovely furnishings. The great room was the first to receive our signature marking. Upon entering the front door the room was highlighted by the back of a luxurio...
Angie wanted the apartment before she'd even seen the whole thing. In fact, as soon as she walked in she had to stop for a second and squeeze her legs together to steady herself. The building manager, a thick man in his forties, was saying something that Angie almost missed. "This is what's called a partial view. If you, ah, stand right over here and lean...
Richard, my ex boyfriend and I went away to Canberra for a weekend. Canberra is very boring and there isn't much to do there. So on Saturday night we decided to go and see a movie. We arrive there late after getting lost in the Canberra streets which were unknown to us. After being told that the movie had already begun, we gave up the idea of a movie and wen...
Depending on the responses, comments and you the readers, this could be a series. I see many stories here as I start this one. This is a story based mostly on an experience I had in Las Vegas back in the 1960's. This story is written as though in a more current time. We had driven to Las Vegas for an anniversary and to see Elvis live at the Sahara. ______...
A mixture of sexual excitement and nervousness surged into Dave Summer's veins as he sealed the box shut. He couldn't believe he was actually going through with this. Everyone who knew Dave would be shocked that he would be involved in such a plot. By all outward appearances Dave was a regular guy. He had a good job at a management consulting firm, a nice ho...