K here... We all know how we want our man to dress. So we organize it. Suits, jeans, shirts...lululemon stuff is a must, of course. But that's all outerwear. How do you really want to dress your man? Fortunately, mine lost his driving licence for too many tickets. That gave me the opportunity. Simply put, in order to ride with me, in my vehicle, and he ha...
Dying sucks, it hurts, but let me tell you losing everything you have built over years and years hurts a lot fucking more. Let me back up for a moment, my name is Leo and I used to run the best potion shop in the human sphere. If you wanted a love potion, a hangover removal potion, a hair color change potion, a potion of wine removal from clothes, and a port...
I'd often wondered what it might be like to be a slut. My life was pretty mundane, and although my husband was a good provider for me and the kids, he was a dud in the sack. For years I had resigned myself to the fact I would never have mind-blowing, wild sex, and had collected quite a number of sex toys that usually came out the morning after my hubby had e...
The spring concert was scheduled to start at 7 at the high school auditorium. Allison had texted him saying she had to be there at 6:30 to line up. Christopher had responded by telling him to meet her outside the high school behind the auditorium at 6, saying he had a special gift for her that he wanted her to wear during the concert. Alison opened the unm...
Chapter 1: "The Grand Lesson" It was a warm and sunny day on the trendy shopping district of Whyte Avenue in Edmonton, Canada. This part of town was always busy, especially on warm spring days, like this particular Saturday. Two people milling amongst the crowd of shoppers were two long-time friends, who regularly frequented this part of town. Both of them...
750 WORD PROJECT 2020 All names, characters, situations and incidents portrayed in this story are fictitious. No identification with actual persons is intended or should be inferred. Copyright blablabla... **************************************************************** "So, you write stories." I nod. "What kind of stories?" I already saw this coming...
(All characters depicted in any form of sexual activity are 18 years of age or older) * I would like to thank my editor Todger65 "Well here goes nothing," Jeff says as he pulls a card. He gets a huge smile on his face as he reads it, "oh yeah this is going to be fun." "Wait what does it say?" Patty asks nervous about the way he's smiling, he hands her th...
As the title suggests this is a side story between chapters, potentially setting things up for future installments. The category should make it clear that it is a little different from the first part, however the second chapter will be more like the first, so if anyone wants to skip this, you won't miss anything. The second chapter is the next one I will pos...
Thanks to all who leave meaningful feedback. Willie Nelson: "Leave me, if you need to, I will still remember, angel flying too close to the ground." + + + Life is pretty good right now. I have my own auto body shop where I employ six very talented and devoted workers. My name is Simon and I've never been married. I'm thirty three years old and marriage ju...
After the fun in the cafés (see Parisian Exhibitions Parts 1 and 2), it was time to play a different game – a wilder, more wicked one… It was a warm, almost hot afternoon, and lover and I had had our lunch in a little place off the rue St Antoine. Now he had a particularly juicy little game in mind… and I had a couple of glasses of full red wine in my blood...