Spa Stories

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Anna's Next Husband

by glossophile on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

Paul turned up the collar of his light jacket and stuck his hands in its pockets to ward off the chill of the bitter wind that had come with the late November dusk. This part of the city was unknown to him. He had been walking the streets aimlessly since mid-afternoon trying to recover after having his heart and dreams shattered. The day had been warm and s...

Road Trip Pt. 05

by TLCgiver on Sep 19, 2017
Novels and Novellas

... continuing from the previous chapters ... Chapter 22 Texas Crystal bounded into the living room of the suite I'd found reserved for us at the Four Seasons when I arrived the evening before; she launched herself into my arms. I caught her without falling over, and we hugged and kissed each other over and over. Behind her, a hotel bellhop slowly removed...

Survivor's Remorse

by StangStar06 on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Hi folks, This one is partially true and partially fiction. The guy who wrecked his Mustang and went into a depression about it is absolutely true. I met him at this year's dream cruise. Coming to Mustang Alley and seeing all of the ponies was part of his therapy. I did let him know that I'd be taking a lot of liberties with his story. But there were some th...

Pete's Pub

by PapaRomantic on Oct 13, 2017
Mature

This story is LONG – I know that already. I thought about splitting it up into two sections, but it really wasn't written that way, and I couldn't find a very good place for the split. So I submitted it as one story. If you don't like long stories, please don't read it. This story has some sex, but not very much. Rather, it is heavy in romance, even though...

Tough Love

by graymangazer on Sep 11, 2017
BDSM

I would like to thank Echa724 and Kinkyashley347 for their editing of this story, I'm so happy there are people out there wanting to help. (c) 2012 graymangazer. Part One Proposal I fell in love with my future wife the moment I first saw her. Lucy walked through my office door to temporarily replace my retired secretary, and at twenty five years old...

Marketing 101

by marybethsanford on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Players: Mark McLuhan, (Cindy Sue) first year college student and marketing intern at Little Miss Muffin, Inc.; Ms. Helen Pennyworth, owner and president of Little Miss Muffin Inc.; Carol Winters Vice President of Marking for LLM; Susan Evans, Product Manager of LLM; Julie Pennyworth, sister to Helen and professional dominatrix and practicing nurse. Tracy Ma...

Dark as Daylight Ch. 14

by Prolonged_Debut10 on Sep 25, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 14 53. Home, but not alone They left West Virginia at 7 AM. William was not taking any chances that Jemma was going to get home before he was. He nearly broke protocol when they pulled up in front of his Brownstone. Frank blocked his attempt to open the car door, and asked him what the fuck he was doing. "I have to get ready for my wife, otherw...

From the Ashes

by soul71 on Mar 31, 2020
Loving Wives

Thanks to WAA01 for the edits. ****** "Thank you for agreeing to do this interview," the female reporter from Music Insider said, as her delicate fingers set the recording device on the coffee table of Magnus Condon's Montana home. "I'm Sophie Dale, but you can call me Saffi," she said, extending her hand. Noticing while his grip was light, yet it was stro...

Road Trip Pt. 02

by TLCgiver on Sep 19, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 8 Tennessee In another few months, all hell would break loose in the Arkansas wildlife refuge I camped at overnight: the various hunting seasons would begin. Rabbits, squirrel, ducks, geese, deer, and even chipmunks beware! The hunters are coming! The hunters are coming! In absolute stillness, I stood with a small empty envelope in my hand, alon...

The Quality of Her Tears

by angiquesophie on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

There was no doubt: she was crying. It triggered a reflex in him to reach out and comfort her. Except – he didn't. Why should he? She wasn't the one hurt, was she? He was. So why should she be the one crying? And yet, she was. Clear liquid trembled on the lower rims of her beautiful eyes – reflecting the candlelight. For a moment it clung to her painted l...