I decided to put this in its correct category. Chapter 1 At the age of nearly 30 I would have preferred not to bring a stranger into my house to live on a semi-permanent basis but unfortunately it was a case of 'needs must'. My ex-girlfriend (I would like to point out that she was not 'ex' at the time that we did the deed as that would have been too stupi...
I awoke to a gentile kissing of my neck. It felt so good that it brought a smile to my lips. I was almost positive that it was Bill kissing me, but I couldn't sure. I enjoyed the feeling so much that I made believe I was still asleep so whoever it was would continue. I next felt my sides being touched then a hand on my tummy "I can see you smiling, you snea...
Kim and I are thrilled that so many people are enjoying reading about our adventures. We have received so many really nice e-mails from lots of lovely people, its good to know you girls and guys out there are enjoying them! We had promised each other a trip to Europe but hadn't really made any firm plans. Kim and I were relaxing by the sea. We had bailed ou...
Adam "Aghh! Caroline... I was late because I had a flat tire." Caroline "So... what was your flat tires name, Denise? Jennifer? Or that little slut Yvonne?" Adam "What?! Do you want to see the blown tire? I'm not with any girl except you!" Fuck! She gets this way sometimes, if I'm late from work she gives me hell, and sometimes, like this one, she thinks I...
Notes from the author: Hello again everyone. For this story, I will return to a contemporary setting; I hope you enjoy this office romance and wish you both a pleasant and exciting read. * 1. The Cancelled Game "Louis, que paso?" Upon hearing that lament, Louis-Charles Leclerc swiveled on his chair, away from his Excel spreadsheet and now facing the brood...
This is a Valentine's Day Contest entry. To vote, please click the stars at the end of the story. Thank you. ********************** Sunday evening I emailed Mrs. Sherman, my English instructor, with the following message: Mrs. Sherman, I know I have no right to ask this, but I need an extra week for my project. I have had one terrible incident after the...
This is a partially true story, with some embellishments and enhancements out of my own fantasy. I'll allow you, dear readers, to wonder what is true, and what is contrived, where truth ends and fantasy begins. Enjoy. ;) Mistress Margo was waiting for me in the reception hall of Saint Petersburg Airport. I had been there a couple of times before, but this t...
[An Account from the PRISM Chronicles] Chapter 1 An Unexpected Opportunity Huffing and puffing wouldn't make it go away any more than believing that Howard Hughes' enormous wooden aircraft, the Spruce Goose, was a practical way to build a usable plane made it so. His fiancée, Parker Scott, had gone to considerable trouble to get him an interview with a...
All I can say is don't lie to you wife. If I didn't I wouldn't be in the situation I found myself in. It really wasn't that big of a lie but it was enough as far as my wife was concerned. It started a few weeks before we got married, five years ago. My wife Dawn decided that she wanted to tell me everything about her sex life before we got married. She sai...
1 The night was beautiful. A combination of warm and cool. Many people were out on the street partying, living it up as if it was their last. One particular woman was walking the street with her hair as dark as the night flowing down her back. Her dark brown eyes were like the color of almonds. And her skin was nicely tanned with a tag of red blush on he...