Having benefited from a recent inheritance I bought myself some acreage over looking one of the many man made lakes close to Mumbai: it has idyllic settings of lush sylvan vegetation, beautiful lake views and some of the oldest mountains in the world forming part of the Western Ghats. Having built a small cottage I employed two local women to look after th...
Author's note: This is the first story that I've written. It's a little rough and it's slow burning. I welcome feedback and constructive criticism. I'd also enjoy positive thoughts, but I'll take what I can get. * He knew he shouldn't have been there. Her bedroom was quiet. The cotton sheets felt warm on his bare back. His eyes were fixed on the ceiling,...
(Author's note: This is only my third story here. Thank you to everyone who voted on "My Delicious Little Witch" in the Halloween contest. "Sweet, Young Stephanie" continues to be read in the TS/CD category, and Stephanie is mentioned a few times in the tale you are about to read now. I try to make each story different but all connected in some way to create...
It was all I could think about on my morning run. As soon as I returned home I checked my cell phone, no messages. I grabbed a cup of coffee and made my way to the computer. No email either. It was still early in the morning and the ad had only been posted on the web since the night before. I checked the sight again to see if the ad was still up, which it wa...
Drake signaled to change lanes, listening to Frank's voice on the phone. It had been a good internship, and he had learned a lot from Frank. Truth be told, Drake had a bit of a man crush on Frank. From his stories of adventure in the military and as a contractor to his smoking hot girlfriend, he was almost like an action movie hero. More Clark Kent than Bruc...
Note - This story is an Indianization of a story I read several years ago. I have changed the basic details and altered the plot slightly. The characters used in this story are Yashodhara and Ajit from my story series Indian Wife's Descent and the events here happen a couple of years after it. It is not necessary to read that series to follow this one, but i...
Thursday. Several more morning interviews for the script writer jobs get completed. So far I've got a couple favorites but nobody really stands out. In the afternoon, Penny and I take a shower before the shoot for Jules. We clean each other up. After we dry ourselves off, I ask "So you aren't going to have a problem with me fucking this Jules, are you?"...
It was New Year's Eve and I was really enjoying myself. In my entire life, I had made two solid friends and they were standing in the room with me. We were in Tom's basement shooting pool and drinking beer while our wives chatted upstairs. I had moved back to Allentown a year ago, after living and working in Philly for fifteen years. Ray had gone to Stanfor...
My name is Bradford Warren Willingham III. My friends call me Brad. I am the son of one of the most wealthy and notorious playboys in our part of the country. My family's money comes from many generations back and there is a lot of it. When I was 15 years old, my dad met his counterpart in female form. She was 3 years younger than him and had a daughter that...
Two days after I finally finished raking up the leaves, we got six inches of snow. My boss let everyone go home early. I dreaded the thought of shoveling out the driveway. My wife, Holly, was home everyday, but she would rather sit on her ass and frivol away, or masturbate to porn, mostly the latter. Upon arrival at the house, I saw our neighbor was half don...