As usual, many thanks to Randi and George for improving this story. - The morning after had begun, I guess. I sat at the kitchen table, staring at the wall like an idiot. Hell, I wasn't even aware that there was a wall in front of me. It might just as well have been a horde of bug eyed aliens, I wouldn't have noticed. All I could think about was that damn...
They say that nothing is more shocking than lightning from a clear blue sky and I suppose that any disaster is that much worse if completely unexpected. I was living a tranquil life of real contentment, married for over ten years to Louise, my soul mate, with two adorable kids (nine and seven) and in a job that brought home a comfortable income without taxin...
In disgust, Jeffrey Greenberg flung his copy of The Wall Street Journal to the rich oriental carpet in his opulent office on the 24th floor of the Nova Center building in Phoenix. "That goddamn woman and her husband aren't going to draw a peaceful breath for the rest of their lives if I can help it," he snarled aloud. Striding to the open door of his mahoga...
For the first twenty years of my adult life I've worn a uniform - starched, creased and pressed. The first was olive green; I spent eight years in the Army and saw a taste of war in Kuwait and Somalia. I honored the oath I'd made to my Uncle Sam and am proud to have served. The next twelve years were spent in navy blue behind the wheel of a patrol car. I s...
-one- Beautiful Claire Raines took a long tired drag from her cigarette and turned her eyes from the gloomy interior of her living room to the moonlit city outside. It was so quiet out there, as though the world wire dead, as dead as she felt, except for the growing, gnawing hunger in her pussy. What was - she doing in the middy of nowhere - for she consid...
On Monday morning I arrived back at Ruth and David's in time for breakfast. It was good to see them both after my long week-end at Lesley's. I enjoyed their company, especially Ruth's, but as I'd got to know David better I'd begun to admire his laid back attitude and determination to make lemonade from the lemons life had thrown him. Despite his success, and...
The Japanese gentleman was called Fudaki Shimizu. He was from Yokahama. Fudaki was in London with his wife, Rumiko, and their four-year-old daughter, Ishi. Fudaki worked for a corporation. He would be spending the majority of his trip in meetings in office buildings close to Great Portland Street tube station. He was slightly built but steely looking. He was...
Even though they were not combat tested, Rhys felt like they were ready to start to take the battle to the Om. They had discussed how to proceed at some length. Rhys recognized they needed help on many fronts, but the immediate threat was the Om, and they needed intelligence and logistical support. So they had picked their target. Leslie Clarke was the dire...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This is a femdom story with the themes of foot worship, financial domination, hypnosis and mind control. If that’s not your fetish, please don’t vote this story down, please hit the back button instead! It’s a black comedy for feeble foot-fetishists, pathetic paypigs, mindless addicts, abject losers, weak-willed wankers, hopeless chastity slaves, hypno jun...