You walk into your lofty apartment, the door closing behind you, and drop your purse on the ground as though, if it weighed more than a ton of bricks. You think to yourself, "Why must people be so hard on those who serve them?", "It is not as though you are taking their orders, having it made especially for them, then delivering it to them where they sit, wh...
It was only a tiny bump, but as soon as I felt it, I knew that I'd have to pull over. Sure enough, my sharp ears picked up the telltale hiss of a punctured tire. I put on my hazard lights, got over safely, and got the car stopped as quickly as I could to try to save the rim. At least I'd finally get some use out of that folding safety triangle reflector thin...
She pulled into the driveway. It had been a long day. Longer still because he hadn't remembered. Turning off the car, she sighed. He had always been so attentive. So thoughtful. How could he have forgotten? She leaned against the steering wheel, remembering their first conversation. It had been a year since they began talking. At first, she remembered wond...
After writing about my first experience meeting a fan of my writing 'dirty' writing style, I received some very positive feedback, from many women who love the master/slut style of story. One of those caught my eye immediately – short and sweet; "do you want to play online with a wanton married slut?". Hmmm, I thought to myself, of course I do! I wrote back...
What is Polyamory? Polyamory means "loving more than one". This love may be sexual, emotional, spiritual, or a combination thereof, according to the desires and agreement of the individuals involved. "Polyamorous" is also used as descriptive term by people who are open to more than one relationship even if they are not currently involved in more than one. I...
"Ok Pancrak, you and your team are good." The company CPA leaned back after punching in the last bit of data. Pancrak leaned back too, blowing out a long held breath. "Thanks Ma'am," he said, stretching. Not for the first time had he read the placard on her desk, "Crusher Of Hopes, Destroyer Of Dreams" Finishing the money end of a job was always stress...
Alison tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for him to meet her at their agreed place. True enough, the time was just now 4:30p, but she expected punctuality with him as much as she did those who worked under her. After all, in her mind, that's exactly what this was: he was under her, to play by her rules. As a dominant, she expected no less, even in th...
Sitting quietly in my living room I watch pretty people grace commercials. Their message is simple and direct, buy what they are selling and look just like them. I feel that it can be said that some of your diva class women are severely lacking in the bedroom department. Let's face it; being pretty isn't a passport for sexual expertise. That's why I direct m...
As told by Him Catherine was right in a way. I had organised Glen to be at Mungo Brush. Isn’t that the strangest name for a village? Sorry, I’m digressing. I had actually placed an ad in one of the Sydney sex contact papers, Sydney had quite a lot of them at the time, and this was before the Internet sex contacts became so popular. Glen was one of about 40...
All Characters, places and events are fictional. Author reserves rights to use. This is a preliminary exposition chapter, and, as such, is mostly action, not much XXX. More serious stuff to come, though. No fear. The following chapters are greatly influenced by reader votes and feedback, so please, do just that. Enjoy. --Kyoketsu Shoge ************* Befor...