Her name was Julie. She was first cousin to Diane Carson, my bride-to-be. I had known Julie since childhood, but a week before my wedding, I learned that I did not know her at all. I was at a party thrown by Diane's mother Nina at the Carson's lakeside manor. It was not to celebrate our wedding, just a family and friends get-together. The Carsons were never...
Marlene was just the first of many. Apparently she told some of the others that I had stopped seeing about how she had gotten me to do her and I started hearing from them and getting the same threat from them that I had gotten from Marlene only more so. Tina threatened me with Marlene's husband Hal. Veronica threatened me with Tina's husband. Merrily threate...
This is the twenty-fifth in a series of stories about a scientist named Edward Vitello who has in his possession a very, very powerful love potion developed in a secret government sponsored research project that, to his dismay, was cancelled. He is determined to continue the research by doing human trials on a wide variety of selected women. The chemical i...
In a typical street in the nicer part of town, sits a row of almost identical well-kept houses. The residents are generally well off retirees or families with high paying jobs and nannies to look after their kids. In the end terrace lives a man who's done very well for himself given that he's only 31. Jack works in IT. While we was at uni he successfully d...
Saturday 21st October 2017 When he'd walked me downstairs, Daryl gave me the sweetest peck on the cheek and smiled at me. Not the smile of a man who'd just brought me to several orgasms and then shot his man juice all over my chest and face. The smile of a caring and protective elder brother. "Best if I leave you and Dave to reconnect and talk. You don't e...
The story so far. A combination if events had found Jenny, a newly qualified school teacher, abandoned naked near a lay by beside a busy road. Currently crouched behind some bushes covering her embarrassment with her hands a best as she could. She was now working out how to get home without being seen. Gradually the panic she had felt at first began to subs...
I want to give a special thanks to Tigersman for editing this for me. He did an amazing job fixing all my mistakes. Feed back is always greatly appreciated. ________________________ I heard the alarm go off but ignored it. Guess I forgot to turn it off last night. Originally, I was suppose to work but my boss called giving me the weekend off. About time,...
This story is the twelfth in a series. The prior installments provide context and background on the individual characters. However, the author hopes that this story may be read with pleasure as a stand-alone piece. ***** It had been a long time since I had been to Orient Bay on the French side of the island of St. Maarten/St. Martin. When I first saw it, t...
The company jet landed on time and taxied to a part of the tarmac where private jets usually jockeyed for space, only now it was nearly deserted. Its only passenger got off and walked alone, carrying only a well-traveled messenger bag, to a small office to sign some arrival papers and then went to his car. But leaving as if nothing had happened was not on hi...
Continuing Extracts from Journal of David Whipple Thursday Well, It's official. Ron is staying here. My parents are letting him use the basement room. It's a great space with a semi-private entrance through the back door. When we first moved here I was only 6 but I remember that the room was supposed to be a rec room. It quickly turned into a storage room...