First of all, thanks to all of you who sent me feedback or posted comments on this tale. They are most appreciated. I apologize for the delay in getting this one posted as life has a tendency to jump up and take the main stage. During my hiatus, it did that with a five gold star effort. (Heart problems, PC crashes, forgotten passwords to this site, etc.) Tha...
Lunching with Gwen on the lawn under the shade of a spreading apple tree, Fi asked, "How's your romance going?" Gwen blushed. "I'm getting it if that's what you meant?" "I'm pleased for you but I really meant the crucial things such as confidence, trust and the other elements of compatibility." "We are nothing more than lovers, although he does seem rathe...
It was Saturday night. It was 10:40, and James was sitting in his living room ... in the dark. Because it was better, in the dark. And, in his most comfortable chair; his black leather, well-padded armchair, James was sitting in front of the mirror ... waiting. Waiting, for the mirror to begin its next 'broadcast'. There was an eerie white light, all...
This story continues my attempt to mix erotica and crime fiction. This chapter starts where chapter two ended. I recommend reading both prior chapters, in order, before you read this chapter. This story is a work of fiction. Real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of th...
Jack prologue I saw her the first time ten years ago. Ben called me to the front of the shop for a customer. She was there with a friend looking at jewelry. It was easily discernible that she was no older than nineteen. Definitely a freshman out for her first bout of rebellion. Everything about her screamed 'too sweet', but still something about her stuck...
Summary: A proud black MILF is gradually dommed by a racist white coed. WARNING 1: This story includes politically incorrect terms (chief among them the infamous N word, and unlike the term of ironic respect it's used as in my stories about whites submitting to blacks, in this story it's used as it commonly is by racists, as an epithet). If such words or co...
"Can we come in?" I asked. "Yes!" Katrina exclaimed in a sharp breath. Keith and I entered the tent and sat on either side of them and watched while Michelle brought Katrina to a huge orgasm. When she was finished, Michelle looked up. "Well hi Keith," Michelle said seeming to be pleased. "Hi Michelle, hi Katrina," Keith said. "I was beginning to think y...
(I was doing some reno work for this rich dude, but was puzzled because the wife he was with was not the same wife he was with the last time I had done some reno work for him a few years earlier. I mentioned it to him and he blew my socks off with this amazing story about having one wife too many. Being a true story, he really went through a hard time, and p...
Well, shit, I thought to myself. What the hell do people even do on dates? I think I was more nervous than excited at the prospect of spending a whole evening alone with Gio. Stacey was away with Alan so I had nobody to vent to or ask for fashion advice for that matter. I'd never been on a date in my life. I was worrying about what to wear when Gio sent me a...
Chapter 14. The boys in blue ******************** They exited the flight office, after going over their flight plan again and noting the weather for the route, moving towards the waiting aircraft the long range fuel tanks hanging below the wings. He noted that the three moved with a determined walk, gone was the banter, their bearing being that of a profes...