I first met Mrs. Susan Noble on a volunteer committee for our neighborhood. She was the wife of a university professor, and I was just a student. Her grace and commitment to community betterment gained my respect, and she was quite a beauty for a woman past her prime. Mrs. Noble was probably in her late fifties. She was tall, shapely but not plump, and stil...
Sometimes a girl's gotta take a load off. Work has been a real grind and I've got no time to go on dates, or even hook up. The last date I went on, the guy seemed hot but ended up a total snore in the sack. I had to get rid of him quick and spent the rest of evening snuggling with my favorite toys. At least I got a good night's sleep without a useless person...
I woke up the next morning with Jessica still asleep on top of me, her arm and leg sprawled over me. My body felt tight so I arched my back to stretch, which awoke her in the process. She leaned away, stretching herself while I sat up. "Mmm, good morning," I heard her murmur beside me. I turned to her and couldn't help but smile as I saw her looking up to m...
The Honorable Brian Smith was furious, as his wife's body lay on the bathroom floor, the victim of a suicide brought on by constant flashbacks of her rape by Ambassador Geoffrey Maxwell, the Canadian envoy to the UN. The worse thing was that Maxwell had diplomatic immunity, so nothing could be legally done to him. Here he was, a federal judge, and he could...
Sasha always loved this part. The dressing up part. Freshly showered, droplets still clinging to her voluptuous body, she slowly massaged her favourite oils into her soft skin. She had agreed to meet a sub for a domme friend of hers. Elizabeth was a very capable mistress, but knew her limitations, and tottering about on stillettos wasn't one of them. Howeve...
I stumbled through the fog that covered everything. I stopped and listened. Nothing. I had lost my pursuers. I felt relief, but I was also alone and lost. I was 20 years old. My family had been killed. My heritage was gone. Now I had lost even my horse to those thieves. I pulled what was left of my torn dress over my exposed breast and sank down onto the dam...
The next morning I was awoken by the sun rising and I just laid there comfortably in Kevin's arms. I thought about all the events of yesterday and last night. I was smiling to myself as I felt him move his head and kiss my neck and say, good morning beautiful. I said good morning sexy in reply and he squeezed his arms around me. I was a little light headed a...
Legal disclaimer time: The people in my story are totally made up and shouldn't have any resemblance to any current or past hockey player. Once again I'm developing characters and plot, so be patient and hang in there! * Song 2 java,I love java sweet and hot, Whoops, Mister Moto, I'm a coffee pot Shoot me the pot, and I'll pour me a shot, A cup, a cup,...
{We have this Dog, I never bothered to mention him before because in all of the time we have had him, all he does is eat and sleep. We do let him out to take a dump, he actually does go out, and he is back in 3 minutes. That is it, that really is it. 14 years old, he is close to part of the carpet. But, as we found out, some folks think he can cause troubl...
The door was the first thing he tried. Cushioned and gold rimmed with no knob, it held firm as an iron gate to all attempts to open. There were no windows in the room, just the opulence of unrecognisable paintings and velvet patterned wallpaper. A door-less arch led to a small bathroom, white and pristine. A bed, too wide for him alone. The scent in the ai...