Knowing how much Rachel got off on the look and feel of my muscles, the next day when I got dressed, with that in mind, I wore the tightest white tank top I owned. Checking myself out in the mirror before I left the house, I smiled as I flexed my pecs. My fully erect nipples were not only visible beneath the thin cotton, but already pressing hard at the fabr...
This is a romance, but hopefully it is not too sentimental. There some more adventurous things through the story, but is also quite a slow burn. I love comments, but I ask that you log in. I got sick of anonymous sniping comments that were mostly just nasty so I disabled that option. Please enjoy. ***** The neighbourhood I grew up in was one of those co...
I'd like to start off by saying thank you for your patience. What with the holidays and work I've been having a hard time working on this story. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it. I've had a long standing love of Irish lasses. Their eyes, complexion, smiles have always warmed my heart, and a few have broken it. Constructive critic...
As she lay there, naked, stomach down, her hands and feet tied to the corners of the table, her thoughts kept returning to her lifelong inability to orgasm being due to some sneaky pre-birth pills and a bit of surgery when she popped out. Her father's having her career set up for her to jump straight into like a warm tower out the dryer, and her mother's dis...
First the standard disclaimer. All characters and events in this story are fictional. ***** Info to set the stage. We were a late mid-twenties couple. I worked full time as mechanic and Rachel my wife part time as a secretary in a small office. We decided to buy a house and pay it off before starting a family there were 18 payments left. With a healthy s...
Authors note: As very special favor for some very special friends, I've been asked to resubmit a couple of my older stories once listed under Thesandman. It is not my intention to submit all or many of my older works, but for those who have truly supported and appreciated my writing over the years, I have relented to do so. Additionally, I will not turn voti...
This is the next part of my first story. As usual I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how my wife and I have got to where we are now, both Subs to the same guy, both unaware of the others activities to date. In this part Master Jim brings both together, eventually!! As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. ======================...
(Author's note: Thank you to all who have sent encouraging comments and e-mails! Writing is much easier when you know you have an interested audience. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, and/or things is coincidental. For those who have not read the first part of this story yet, this part may make more sense if you do.)...
Life was good. Joe had to admit to himself that a small part of the reason he chose the private investigation business as a career was the chance to tail cheating wives and peep in on them. However, the downside of tailing wives was that about two thirds of them were not really worth watching. Guess they can't all be models, now can they? His final assignmen...
The Mystery It was a dismal Thursday afternoon, and Jim wasn't feeling too well anyway so he decided to leave work early. As he arrived home, Jim removed the mail from his mailbox and went inside to relax. After pouring himself a glass of red wine, he began sifting through the day's mail. He came upon one piece that particularly caught his eye. The business...