I had been frustrated while in college. In order to avoid the draft, I was enrolled in ROTC. Unfortunately, the unit was a Military Police unit and I wanted to be a doctor. My grandfather was a physician but my dad, his son, was in Insurance. He had his own independent agency and was doing very well financially. I wanted nothing to do with insurance or busin...
My Workout partner is my trainer in more ways than one Chapter 1 I work out at a gym that is also part of the physical therapy center that I go to when I do something to myself. Over the last several years, I've taken up swimming again to lessen the pounding my lower body was getting from more aggressive aerobic exercises I was doing and in preparation for...
Shortly after "Mrs. Swanson's Boarding House" appeared on Lit. I was pleasantly surprised to receive an anonymous email from a reader who called himself "Eduardo". He claimed to have been enjoying a part-time CFNM lifestyle with his wife and "mistress" for "over twenty years"; part-time because of their children. Once a month they would visit one of the gran...
Treat women with love and respect. That's always been my feeling about women. Women give so much of themselves to men, unconditionally, and ask only for love and respect in return. Nancy, my girlfriend, and I had been living together for ten years, at my condo. This is a true story and, during that time, we had been exploring ourselves, emotionally, psychol...
I had just finished a therapy session and was glad to get back to my office and relax. I'd have to lay off the cinnamon stix in the morning, my bustier was tighter than usual. My mini-frig offered a variety of drinks and I grabbed the pitcher of iced tea and poured a glass. Settling into the rich black leather of my office chair, I turned away from my desk...
The van's wheels changed tune, slowing as the woman stared hollowly at her hands cupped together lightly in her lap. She sat woodenly in the back of the van, her eyes aching from too little sleep, and nauseous from the trip. She leaned into the turn as the van made a right turn off the barely maintained county road, listening quietly as crunched underneath t...
It all started with an argument about six months ago. Janet and I have been married going on four years. The first three were great but the last year has been a bitch. It started out normally but over the first few months everything seemed to go to shit. I don't know what happened but all I knew was that she was unhappy with me and it showed up in her atti...
"I can´t fucking do it!" she screamed, the frustration clearly getting to her. He raised an eyebrow at her words but spoke in a calm composed voice, "There is no need for language like that. Just try it one more time." It annoyed her how he was always so calm and composed. "That's easy for you to say when you're not the one stuck in a bloody wheelchair!" s...
Tina was wearing a gold bikini adorned with dollar signs, and dancing to Abba's Money, Money, Money. She removed her top, pushed her right breast up to her chin and licked the nipple, and Harry removed a bill from his wallet without looking at it and held it up. Tina bent down, and clamped her tits around the banknote, brushing those magnificent mountains ag...
I wrote this story in three parts. You may want to read the first two before reading this one. Again, thanks to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my stories a much better read. * Jim speaks again: As I lay in my bed and watched the nurses I couldn't help but think about Marie. I remembered her saying how she wanted to become a nurse, a physi...