He'd seen a lot of flesh recently. Not flesh in the flesh, of course. But the flesh of wanton women on the websites where weak men go. So much flesh that it had begun to all blur together. The heavy breasts. The wicked waists. The open thighs. The wet pussies. The cum-soaked skin. There were times when he barely knew where one woman ended and the next one be...
Hello again! A special thanks to everyone who has read the first two chapters I've submitted so far; I'm really glad to see people are enjoying this story and my take on this scenario. To answer a question several people have asked: Yes, I do have a full story mapped out, complete with a definite conclusion. With that said, on to the next chapter. Ch. 02 S...
This was originally written as a part of a much longer work which may appear here eventually. I've pulled it out because I think it could stand on its own. If I've screwed up the relative worth of the monetary amounts in this, I'm sorry. It was hard trying to figure out the value of that form of currency at that time and in that part of the world. If you r...
"We have the same name," Lindie Nicholson said. "Not quite," Wyatt said to the young woman in his small office. "Same basic pronunciation, different spelling. Mine is spelled N-i-c-h-e-l-s-e-n." "You mean we're not related?" She turned down her sensuous mouth in a faux frown. He knew she was jerking his chain. "Afraid not." Twenty-nine year old Wyatt...
Copyright 2009, All Rights Reserved Instead of putting the last page of the previous chapter at the beginning of the next part, I've selected a few scenes from Chapter's 1. & 2. that should give a feel for some major plot elements. PS *** "You know how I feel about sex. We've had our children, and there's no reason that I should have to accommodate your...
Copyright 2009, All Rights Reserved Scenes from Chapters 3 & 4 to provide some plot continuity for Chapters 5 & 6. *** You know, one of the things that happens when your wife seems to find you undesirable is you ask yourself, why? As I prepared, I wondered again, for the, I don't know, maybe thousandth time, what was wrong with me? I hadn't changed in my...
Hayley loved writing stories for Webrotica. Not only was it a hot way to explore her fantasies, but it was turning out to be a great way to meet guys. Sure, some simply wanted to engage her in sexy chats, and really, was that all bad? But others, well, others were truly amazing guys. Sadly, there were a few she had to cut loose because they were married and...
Chapter Three—Execution During the next month Erica and I only communicated via text message. Initially it was daily but after a week or so it became every other day, then every two to three days. We didn't say much in the texts. And, for those who are curious, there was no sexting. Mostly she wanted to know how I was doing. I tried to keep my responses lig...
Deanna and I had been at the party for about thirty minutes when I caught sight of the stunning, dark-haired beauty in the halter-top black dress. From that moment on, I couldn't tear my eyes away from her. Eventually, through ebb and flow of the evening, we wound up standing next to one another. She leaned sideways toward me and whispered. "You're staring...
1. Golden (Blonde) Ticket I don't know when the shift occurred, but the nanny stopped acting as a passive target of my well-mannered lechery and instead started flirting shamelessly with me. I guessed maybe she escalated because she was frustrated with not getting the puppy dog reactions from me that she got from her various fans at gas stations, playground...