Betsy worked in the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on lunch. Dan would arrive in about ten minutes. With the spaghetti sauce on a low simmer, she moved to the bathroom to touch up her make up. Applying a little eye shadow, she reviewed the events that led to her current situation. Betsy and Dan married the summer after graduating high school. About...
Prelude Bracks Club, Off Whitehall Friday 9pm It was damnable bad luck. Bracks had been an exclusive club for over two hundred years and most of the members looked like originals. The requirements of equality had been met by admitting two old prunes who never used the place and a young Sikh who had yet to hit the glass ceiling and so was working long hour...
My 30th birthday was coming up and I was feeling a little depressed about it. I thought about it and realized that it might be fun to celebrate my birthday at the swingers club. My birthday was on a Tuesday. If we went to the party the Saturday before maybe I would have some really fun memories to dull the pain of turning 30! I talked about it with Darlene a...
The following story is a work of fiction and is my first attempt at writing erotic literature as such there will be more story than sex in this chapter, so if you are looking for a pure masturbation piece I suggest you look elsewhere. The email address used in the story is created for this story and is not used by this author, someone else may be using tha...
Nike was all of 5' 3" in shoes and nearly 107-lb when wet. She was a petite raven haired beauty that could pass for an American Indian, a Chinese woman or even a Philippine-American, since all the blood-roots ran in her ancestry. But she was borne and raised in Louisiana, and spoke Creole and French. Her English suffered a heavy Cajun accent barely understan...
CHAPTER THIRTY Brownlow rang the Swain house at 9:15am, a time when he could be reasonably sure that Cynthia would be home alone. "I want to talk to you, alone." "I don't think that would be a very good idea." "I don't think that you are in a position to dictate terms. If you have anyone with you when I get there I go straight to the station and present m...
Another red folder was on my desk when I returned from my sunrise walk on the beach of my small private tropical island. Life had been very good to me. For twenty-five years I was a Dom training subs for wealthy people all over the world. Some students were lost souls forced to serve, some volunteered, some were sent to learn the lifestyle and some were forc...
We didn't make Redcliffe that day. Instead, over the next three days, we had two new recruits. It's a long story and will take some breaking down. Sometime during that first morning, our destination changed from Redcliffe to some out of the way hovel called Honnleath. We were heading there as we passed a travelling merchant, who offered Cerys some sort of d...
Zach seduces the guest wives on Valentine's Day WARNING: This story involves scenes of graphic sex including adultery and anal. If that is not what you are looking for don't read on. All sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by adults over eighteen years old. Although this is a Valentine's Day story get ready for a 'Mr. Toad's Wild Ride!' * "Ooo...
--- Jack sees more of Spain, and of his Spanish Beauty --- Ana Isabel had left me with an immediate problem. A hard-on that just wouldn't quit. And with her departure, I was forced to consider alternatives. First and foremost, the woman next door. Before I tested those waters, I knew I should call home. It was nearly 1:00 am, but it would be around 6:00...