As we drove towards town, the sun was shining blissfully. Despite the fact that it was only 10am, it was already hot and the day promised to be a scorcher. My wife, Amy, had persuaded me to give up my Saturday off and take her shopping. I moaned, but knew that when Amy had set her mind on something, there was little that was going to stop her doing what she...
I met Caitlin in a night club when we were both aged nineteen. We quickly fell madly in love with each other and within three months we had set up our first home together. Life was great to start with; we were young, in love and could not get enough of each other. However as we shared our lives together we slowly began to have our differences, and our relat...
No real sex or, unlike most of mine, violence. It is more of a long term BTB scene. The idea of revenge delayed is still not revenge denied. And a main character who is perhaps not devoid of emotion but does have a deficit of it. It applies a lot of legal theory that is probably wrong so lawyers should probably avoid it because they could pick it to pieces....
It was a casual, giggly remark that set the ball rolling I think. A silly, throw-away sentence that must have stuck in my subconscious mind that sunny afternoon as I lay in the back garden, soaking up the rays of the all too absent sun and reading my girlie magazine. Pondering whether to try a new nail varnish that was supposed to never chip, I heard a sque...
This was an unusual job for Ava. As a biologist working for a galaxy wide preservation organization, it had never occurred to her that her job would one day involve stealing a specimen from a company. "Are you sure about this?" Ava asked her boss, Sophia. "You're the best person for the job," her boss replied, adjusting her thick rimmed glasses with the t...
Warning, this historical fantasy contains references to fucking and fucking machines and contains four letter words and any resemblance of any characters to any person living or deceased is entirely unintentional. In addition it contains folk getting strapped down with leather straps and there's Snuff, Prostitutes and steam valves, and the Dowager lady McNe...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This is a one off short story that is my personal twist on the cliché cheerleader fantasy. Nothing deep, just really sexy and really fun. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Rude comments are just mean an...
Hello again! I'm M.D. If you read the prospectus in Chapter 03, then you know that I have bought a new asset – with the emphasis on ass – into my portfolio. Who am I? I am an investment banker at a well-known bank. You know it. It's everywhere. I run a small part of the organization. I mine wealth. It's like paying people to dig it out of the ground. It's a...
One day a young woman entered the tattoo studio. Jess welcomed her, but then insisted to see her ID card as due to the services provided by the studio local laws only allowed adults to enter it. The card showed that her name was Elisabeth and that it was her 18th birthday. "Congratulations, Elisabeth, on your first day as grown up!" Jess said with a blink....
Hello again! It's me, M.D. You know me. I ramrod a large part of a big-time banking operation. In my work, I buy up the worthless. I hire assistants to enhance it or repair it. Then I resell it for an enormous profit. Everybody gets rich, especially me. It's the same for white women. Yes! I'm a black man. I usually specialize in the beautiful young blondes...