Woodmanone copyright March/2012 There are no descriptive sexual scenes in this story. Constructive comments, emails, and critiques are appreciated. ******************** It was obvious when they entered my office that they had problems and were in trouble. It's not that I'm so sensitive and astute and aware of people's feelings, it's that people don't c...
1 You are my trickster angel, my sheep in wolves' clothing, my dark temptress, with wicked, wicked hands and sweet, gentle mouth, you drive me to my uttermost distraction. There is the barrier, the angry open sea that keeps me from getting to shore. Then you, my rock; so slippery in the crashing waves. I grip your jagged slopes, and I slip, but you remain;...
"Coach Blue!" Coach Blue stopped walking as he thought he heard someone shouting his name. He turned around and peered down the hallway for a few seconds before realizing that it had come from the office he had just walked by. "Steven?" He stuck his head through the open door and saw that Evelyn Evers and Paula Swanson were trying to get his attention. "...
The two men immediately froze when Steve pointed the handgun at them. Steve risked a few quick glances around to determine if the two had any companions somewhere close. He saw no one else. By this time the girls were awake. Roxie was struggling to pull her shirt on while Sam clung to her. Steve carefully stood as he studied the two men. They didn't look li...
This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Saturday, November 3 Awakened by Veronica's arm moving across my lower chest, I opened my eyes to into her hair as her head rested on my shoulder. As I inhaled I detected a hint of her shampoo's floral scent. With her embrace and her leg across my hips, the...
This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Monday, October 29 Carol had her arm draped over my chest as I awoke, her red mane spread across both our pillows. Her eyes fluttered open, "I love you and good morning." Before I could respond Veronica turned on her side and put her arm across my chest sa...
CHAPTER 1 Two unhappy years post-graduation spent working for his father in a small-town store dealing in rent-to-own furniture, appliances and electronics had convinced McLeod Jones he was becoming brain dead. His father refused to introduce innovations or allow McLeod to modernize the premises and at least half the customers resented dealing with Jones ju...
Dear reader: If you have not read the Prologue that precedes this, I would urge you to do so. It establishes the background to the events that occur in this part of the story and also introduces some important information about the characters involved. As I have discussed in the introduction to the Prologue, I would like the reader to be informed that this...
© 2015 by Salacious Scribe and Saxon Heart. All Rights Reserved. Posted with permission Author's note: This story was written by two randomly paired authors as part of a contest on an erotic story site. They took the premise of the contest and their real names first names, and came up with this story. ({*}) ({*}) ({*}) Marie Ormond was glad to be leaving...
Author's note: I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smal...