To the Highest Bidder The elevator took me to the eighth floor. The full-length glass wall gave a dramatic view of the neighborhood as I ascended. This was the first time I'd been here. Dressed in a hot red satin skirt and matching platforms, with a contrasting black button up shirt, I looked very high class, yet delectable. Still, I was nervous. There was...
A Little Bit of Lace Goes A Long Way My name is Bill (not real name) and I want to relate some of the highest moments in my life. I am a slip lover and have been for the last forty years. I guess it comes from seeing my first slips as a kid. I would sneak through any bedroom dressers that I could. Never got caught but by the time I was twelve I had quite a...
Chapter 1: Friends in low places. Black cars began showing up at the mansion just past eleven o'clock Saturday night. The first one to buzz and be let in deposited on the front steps a woman of distinguished class. She was Italian, tall and dark haired with the seductively feminine form that looked fit enough to grace the glossy pages of Vogue, or at the ve...
Robert had been invited to a party by a mutual friend of Anne Simpson. He was intrigued and went because the party didn't sound like the typical party for the people that he usually hung with. This one was a costume party for one thing. There was the opportunity to meet different people than the normal crowd for another. Robert had also been told that Anne h...
Ted couldn't sleep. Obviously, there was no way he could go back to work after that, so he clocked out early, went back home, and tried to catch up on his DVR. He ended up watching the same episode of Parks & Rec five times, always sure he would be paying attention this time. Finally, he gave up, went to the fridge, grabbed a beer—weren't there studies a...
*So, I'm back!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes I have been gone because I have been dealing with an internal struggle about if I should still right for this site after the incident with a few authors on here, but all is good. Thanks again to my wonderful editor who has added some of her flare to this story, the amazing TheLovelyGlo1. Yes, I write interracial stories as well,...
"I awoke to the sound of guns," he sighed. It was the End of the World from the moment our eyes met; from the moment the Wars began. A pause fills the room. Silence leaks into my eardrums. I can't breathe. "Continue, 647." You can hear the rash in his voice. He, the Lawyer, busily fiddles one of his hands through his balding hair; lips biting together, wai...
"I want to give you a present," she cooed into his ear. He glanced at her with confusion spreading across his beautifully delicate features. "It's your birthday today," she explained. "Yeah?" he frowned. "I want to give you a birthday present," she repeated. "Oh well, thank you," he smiled, "But really, you don't have to do that." He smiled at her appr...
It is Monday morning and a package is delivered to your office addressed to you. As you open the package with no return address of any kind the first thing you see is the photo of the cum faced girl. Now you know who sent the package as you pull out the picture and slide it quickly in your drawer so one can see it. Next you see a white sateen blouse, a black...
I would like to thank Kriskrossedup for helping me to edit the following story. - My name is Victor Janice and I am eighteen years old. I have never been very manly, always keeping a slim and child-like form. Along with my name, my body simply made me the center of all the kids' jokes. My last name is very awkward and feminine, which has brought me troub...