Author's note: I know it may be politically incorrect to refer to a female actress as an actress, and that such distinctions may be deemed wrong, but it's my story, and I'll be politically incorrect if I want to. I'm making a stand against the over-regimentation of our world, and something like Literotica should be simple and straight, at least that's what I...
"It's God Himself, I think. That's the true lost lover. At least, I think that's the place where Will gets sad." Bijou curled her legs under her and leaned forward to refill Sara's wineglass before she continued. "I don't know, it's merely a theory. But I think he's smart enough to be aware that faith is beautiful and necessary, that magic and the angelic...
Renee hung up the phone and leaned over the desk, cradling her head in her hand. The day at the office had been bad enough, and this was just the icing on the cake. Somehow, the computer at the thrift store had picked up a virus. Without it, she couldn't print tags, enter anything into inventory, scan it out when someone purchased something, or keep up with...
The luscious aroma of tomatoes and herbs filled my tiny kitchen, as a small pan filled with sauce simmered on top of the stove. Behind it, water boiled in a stainless steel pot. I poured a half box of spaghetti into the water, stirring the pot and watching the stiff pasta sink gradually into the water, as the Dave Matthews Band played in the background. I g...
Miriam Hancock arose in the morning alone but feeling joyous and revitalised. But when her early toilet had been done her smile faded, and she frowned. On the dressing table lay the fat envelope she'd received that morning from the lawyers employed by Lady Diana. It enclosed a letter that was dreadfully succinct. '... Our client as brought to our attention...
Jessie and Linda coolly eyed their latest catch with a practiced look as Tom made his way through the crowded bar to where they sat in a corner booth. Tom was the cute new guy on the fifth floor of their company’s office that some of the girls had been talking about. One girl, in particular, had gone out with him a couple of times, and had reported that he...
My name is William Michael. I go by Bill. I know, stupid way to start a story. My wife is Caitlyn and goes by Kate most of the time. You will see why I started with names. Kate is thirty and I am thirty-one. We had been married three years when all this started. Kate is a very perky brunette, five-four, about 130 lbs. She has very little body fat and is athl...
I have always been attracted to older men. It was clear to me that they enjoyed watching me and I suspected they often dreamed about what it would be like to play with me. I'm not talking about board games or cards I mean really playing with me. I was a very well endowed girl. Knowing that men, especially older man, liked to look at my breasts was very exc...
Mary's Note: I love this story. When Jack ordered me to tell it from the beginning, I had no idea it would come out like this. So far, everything here is the way it happened. I like the way Ray explains things. I'm happy in my new life. You won't find out about where I am now for a while, so stay tuned. There is a lot to come. (Mary's pun here.) Keep in min...
"I'm going to have to go over to the house today," Heather said. "You can stay here and lounge by the pool if you want." "I've got to sort things out eventually," I said. "Maybe something will jog my memory." We worked all day going through the stuff in the house, sorting, categorizing, and boxing. Heather was good at deciding what records needed to be kept...