Copyright of Nanna Marker 2010. * "Fine," snarled Kokata, and turned away from the butcher and the busybody Hinea. Too much meat. Too early in the season for smoking more meat. Too early to dry meat. No use for more. Kokata gritted his teeth and walked away, carrying the treetop beetle-beast above him. He finally got hold of a real treat and then he was...
"TICK, TICK, TICK." Paul sat at the back of the classroom watching the seconds slowly pass by until Winter Break would begin, not that it would really be a break for him since he had to stay in town and work, but at least he would be away from campus for awhile. "TICK, TICK, TICK." Paul had hoped that when he had started college things would be different...
CHAPTER FIVE My First Time Something had changed between us. It was subtle enough to go unnoticed by others, I thought, but undeniable just the same. I was beginning to feel comfortable around Dolphus in a way I never dreamed possible. His hands were forever roaming freely over my bare flesh. It started with him insisting on bathing me at the hot spring....
'Hello Stranger,' whispered Samantha seductively as she opened the front door and leaned against the doorway. 'Hi Beautiful,' said Fred as he ran a finger across her cheek before cupping her face and claiming her mouth for a hot scorching kiss. 'Come on, in,' said Samantha as she regained her breath and opened the door wide enough, to let Fred in. Fred cl...
Kira was having a discussion with Dan, Rajeev and several friends in her office in the hotel headquarters. The decoration was lush and monacal at the same time : a large desk with several armchairs for the visitors, lights kira could modify by passing her finger on a computer screen, a wall covered with plants mainly from India and a small pond at its base g...
Soon after getting married, Jen and Art Burke moved from Massachusetts to South California, where they both found lucrative jobs, he as an engineer and she as a human resources manager. Jen was a slim, blonde, about 5 ft 10 in, 120 lb; Art, also blonde, was 6 ft and 160 lb. Being away from their friends on the East Coast they appreciated the friendly gesture...
Dear Reader: This is Faith speaking. If you read the first installment, you know what has happened. Now, if you would like to know how it happened, I'll tell you. If you don't care how it happened, you can stop reading right here. There is a steady stream of tears flowing down my face as I clutch the worn envelope with the Love stamp framed by a 'U' and...
It has been a crazy two years since I first let our paperboy have sex with me and I suppose that a church-going, middle-aged wife like me should be at least a little bit bothered by it but it's just not happening yet. Of course, it helps that my husband set me up for it and even though there is a word for women like me that I guess I am guilty of being, I ca...
After reading a story of a hotwife fantasy turned nightmare, KT Morrison's Losing His Wife: Book Three, I was inspired to rewrite its conclusion. The backstory in short revolves around Pete Mapplethorpe's fantasy of his wife becoming a hotwife turning into a nightmare. By Book Three, Pete has lost his wife, Jess, to a younger man, Tyler. Jess has in fact dem...
"Venus here will choose her dwelling, and forsake her Cyprian groves" (Dryden) * Jana lived a life of self imposed semi-isolation. She was one of those women who, it seems, having loved once, could not find it in them selves to risk loving again. Having finished studying at a commercial college she had been fortunate in that she got a job as clerical ass...