I sat in my office with more nervous excitement than I could remember. In two days time so much had suddenly changed. I had begged Alice Edwards on my knees for a chance to avoid being fired. I had kissed her feet in my office. She had agreed to give me a chance in return for her strict supervision and my compliance with her professional and personal directi...
It had been quite a winter so far. Above average snowfall, below average temperatures and it was only January. But it was Michigan. Today was quite a different story. The sun was actually out, it was approaching 40 degrees and some of the winter mix was quickly melting. It was Friday, and everyone was looking forward to the weekend. Some accident right outsi...
Chapter 18 Marion Slade & Friend Our first game of the season was against Fairmont, a team from down-state. They were supposed to be loaded this year and we were looking forward to seeing just how well we would do against their highly regarded ace pitcher. We started "Bone" Cleary, a big right-hander, who was as wild as I'd ever seen him. In the first, h...
Chapter One A young wife begins to condition her husband Sandy Blair is an attractive, married, loving wife and mother. She is a very petite 5'-0" tall, with the figure of a young teenage girl 28-20-30 and weighs just less than 90 lbs. Her slim figure makes her legs look long for her height. Her light brown hair hangs just past her shoulders. With her small...
[Disclaimer: This story contains a sexual situation suitable for mature audiences. Though I personally am not offended by younger people enjoying my work, laws tend to see it otherwise. So if it is illegal for you to view erotic literature, or if you do not wish to view erotic literature that pertains to lying maidens, sinful thoughts, and unintentional impr...
Sandy arrived at 7:30AM, a half hour before the company would officially open, and 15 minutes before her boss would walk through the door. She loved this time of day, with the quiet of the office and the brilliance of the morning sun shining through the large floor-to-ceiling windows. It was peaceful, and she felt welcomed here. And for that, she liked welco...
Sandy was standing in her bra and panties brushing out her silky, blonde hair with long even strokes. She had lost count on how many strokes she had applied so far, and smiled nervously at herself in the mirror. She was getting dolled up for a special treat this evening. Her friend, Graham, had called her earlier in the week and told her to reserve a spot i...
Sandy sat in class, idly gnawing on the end of her pencil, the dull drone of her math teacher's voice becoming an annoying buzzing in the background. Doodles lined the margins of her notebook, doodles line her book bag, doodles covered her shoes, and occasionally doodles covered her skin. She tapped the toe of her shoe against the floor, and she stared at th...
As I sat on my back porch I could hear the young man berating his wife through the window of the house next door. Talking about what a loser prude she was, why couldn't she be more loving like the girls at the bar? His wife Sandy said, "what have I denied you? Whenever you want me I stop what I'm doing and let you satisfy your needs. In the kitchen, the bed...
Sandy stepped out of the shower, dried herself and turned on the radio while doing her hair and putting on her makeup. Her husband Dean was already off to work, and Sandy had the day off. "Another pressure cooker for New Yorkers today" announced the DJ. "Expect highs in the mid 90 degrees plus with humidity at 88 percent. City officials are concerned about t...