It is to be assumed that you have already read part 1. Everyone in this story is over 18. We awaited eagerly the arrival of our first clients at the Abadía, and were excited when a limousine bumped its way up the stony track, a uniformed chauffeuse opened a rear door, and out stepped an elegant lady, wearing an obviously authentic mink coat over a black t...
"Danny, this isn't something that needs to affect us. Not in any real or meaningful way. It's something completely outside of us." You're probably wondering why my bride of twelve years just made that statement to me just now. Thirty minutes earlier I had walked out of my office building, where I work as a CPA for a medium size accounting firm, to walk a c...
I would like to acknowledge a friend of mine and a national published author, for encouraging me to write stories. He did ask me to not mention his name. I value his friendship more than any other person I know. I think he will encourage me to continue merely so I can get more experience. Thanks Doc. Also, Thanks to Oldnakeddad for his assistance in editing...
Disclaimer: Bork bork bork. I don't feel like writing out the full disclaimer. Anyone portrayed fucking or having sexy-time is 18 or older. There you go. ***** Chapter 6 -- A Sense Of Urgency I woke and felt a distinctly wet and warm sensation between my legs, along with hearing some giggling and light moaning. My eyes slowly opened and I looked down t...
Chapter 51: A Tranquil Takeover I changed seats and let her drive back to Sydney. She had put the hood down and with her funny little hat looked the perfect rich young society lady. We arrived home before Maureen and Jenny immediately put everything away. She left, got flowers and fresh food, and I looked after the music. Then we waited. Suddenly I felt Ma...
Day 5 Wednesday The alarm rang and my head throbbed. I was dreaming of orgasms, sweet, delectable orgasms. Too bad I hadn't had one in my sleep. I pushed away from Farin who still had her arms wrapped around me. I turned to face her. She was still sleeping so soundly. I hated to wake her, but I gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. I could smell my pussy on...
Ok, folks... as promised, here's the next chapter. It isn't quite as long as I thought it was going to be, but long enough. I spent a fair amount of time editing, adding a bit here, taking out a bit there, which explains why it took so long; I'm introducing some new people, too, so bear with me. As usual, I fully expect to piss off some liberals, but to be h...
The Conclusion There remained one more bustle in her hedgerow, one more spring clean for the May Queen. The trip. This trip, our trip, the fabric of our lives ripped apart and rearranged, the storm ravaged journey that had carried Deb to my side once again -- after twenty two years. I wondered, could she still hear the wind blow? Did she know her stairway...
"You need to get more aerobic exercise," said Dr. Smith, studying the printout that integrated the stress test, lung capacity test and blood oxygen levels from the torture device on which I'd just spent 15 minutes. "Your muscle tone and body fat percentages aren't bad, and neither is your cholesterol level, but your oxygen delivery stinks. How much exercise...
NOTE: Everyone depicted having sexual relations in this story is 18 or over, whether explicitly stated or not. Also, this part of the story contains non-sensual sex. If that offends you, please don't read it. In addition, this section became VERY long at 56 word pages. It has some redundancy with part 1, particularly when the same scene is being shown from s...