I had just returned from four days at our Roseburg, Oregon plant to my office at headquarters in Tacoma. I checked the daily reports on my computer then looked at the time. 4:25 P.M. Friday afternoon. 5 O’clock couldn’t come soon enough for me as I really was looking to get out of this suit and tie and get comfortable and mix myself a tall rum and coke. I wa...
This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. This is a bit longer than I usually write but breaking it up does it no justice. I hope you read through it. It's not a cuckold fest, not a swinger story. But it's the story of a woman from her point of view. It's a tribute to a young woman of my youth I never had a relationship with but found later fro...
Author's note: This chapter marks the end of this series, which seems to have run its course. I am grateful to my readers who have commented on my story. As ever, I should remind them that this is a work of total fiction. All characters are at least 18 years of age, and everyone who participates in any of the sexual practices described does so consensually....
Chapter 1: Just a Matter of Public Policy "Hey Jack, you see we got the fiery dyke back again for another week," I heard the voice behind me and knew without looking it was the sweaty guy from the local paper with the big gut and the comb over. I could just sense the way he was sprawled out in the press room, his sweaty arms hung over the chairs on either s...
For more background and information on the characters in this story, please read the following: What Mother-in-Law Wants Badge of Betrayal Clarissa Gets Served *WARNING* The characters and events in this story are fictional. There is frank discussion in this story about sexual abuse and rape, some of which may be discomforting. While not described in...
Part I Bloody Golf (FM+, MM) At thirty four I reckon I have weathered not too badly, at 5ft 6inches my 34-26-35 figure is fairly well proportioned, wavy auburn hair drapes over my shoulders and I am told I am "quite pretty" by those who would offer an opinion. OK I may not make page three anymore but my husband Andy reckons I am his dream girl. Married for...
Part I: The Data Breach I padded quietly down my stairs and crossed over into the kitchen. I felt the need to be absolutely silent for some reason even though I was, as usual, totally alone. Maybe it was something about the absolute silence of the early morning, with the crisp orange light pouring in through the window, that I didn't want to disturb. Maybe...
"Murph really likes you, Tom," Bethany said softly while we walked hand-in-hand to her car. "He seems like a very nice guy," I answered. "And he obviously thinks the world of you, too." "He's a good judge of character," Bethany said as we approached her car. "Humble much?" I chided her laughingly. "I meant yours!" she responded with a good-natured punch...
A cool wind blew over the parking lot high atop the sharply sloped hill; curling around the repeating pattern buildings that made up the suites of off campus student housing and bearing with it the crisp scent that promised a fine October evening. The buildings were sharp and clean looking and for the most part, uniform and static. But here and there, hung...
Note: I'd like to thank all the readers for their kindness, supportive comments, and their patience waiting for this chapter. It has been a struggle to complete this with my ongoing illness. Enjoy -- EK. * * * Ch. 07: His Apartment Part One - Not a Dungeon * * * Doogan had been lucky finding a parallel parking spot just two spaces from the erotic store...