She had done this before. Gotten hot and bothered, gone out on the hunt for a plaything in a bar. She liked to play coy with them, let them think they were picking her up. Plenty of time to let them know who was really in control later. Ariana checked her makeup in the mirror before going into the bar. Perfect, as usual. She enjoyed the rhythmic click clack...
Being a CEO of a major corporation specializing in Corporate "raiding"; image to me is and always has been everything. The way I am perceived, the power I radiate, the level of achievement I portray, all play significant factors to my success. I am the stereotypical Upper Class Male. I have a beautiful half a million dollar house on a golf course, a three c...
When I was in college, I was not much different than your average college male. I went to class, went to party's, and chased as many girls as I possibly could. College was a great time, but now it has been almost 5 years since I graduated, and I am living in the real world. I own my own business and it is hard to not think sexual thoughts about all the wom...
Thanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. There is no sex in this story. Sorry I should have known better. I wanted it so bad that I let it cloud my judgment. A guy like me never gets a girl like Marsha. Maybe in the movies but not in real life. Three years ago Marsha started work in the office of SSA, that is; Safety and Security Affilia...
I searched through my bag, but just couldn't find my keys. I was desperate to get inside my house and into the arms of my wonderful husband, and as I searched I kept vowing to myself that I would never go out with Sharon ever again. Finally I found them, and struggled to get my key into the lock, then I let myself in and looked for Peter. I finally found him...
This story doesn't have any sex in it. It is more a story about cheating and it's consequences and it's implications. Again, I did my own spell checking and editing (because I'm impatient), so lay the blame on me. This story is dedicated to Little Debbie. It was with that damned knot in my chest that I drove into the Glen's Pride Apartment Complex that e...
My sisters and I come from one of those families with everyone beginning with the same letter. My parents put a different spin on it and instead of being called Andrea, Angelina, and Aimee, we are Drea, Lina, and Aimee. We also all married men that are very good providers, terrific fathers but sometimes seem to others as a bit unreasonable. This is a story a...
This story will not be an easy read. For that I do not apologize. That morning almost three thousand people lost their lives including 19 terrorists. The dead became instant heroes to a nation reeling from the shock. But the truth is that they were just human beings like you and me. Some of them good and some horribly flawed. As well as loving mothers and si...
Introducing Sharon--Still Thursday I drove home that night with my mind going ninety miles an hour. I had this beautiful young girl who wanted me to teach her all about sex. She was starting from nothing . . . a clean slate for me to write on. I could probably turn her into anything I wanted, a sex slave, a loving wife, or a raging pervert if I wanted to....
Dear Shoeblossom... I must write you about my tenant, Portia. She seems to have taken over the house...she's 23 and a hellion! I gritted my teeth, kneeling on hands and knees on the kitchen table as Portia's thick razor strop crashed against my tender bottom. She swung again, and it landed once again, and tears spurted out of my clenched lids. Can I be...