I want to thank Luckybitch22 for all her wonderful help editing this story who without her help would not have been possible. All persons are over the age of 18. This is all the work of fiction. Please enjoy and give me feedback if you all want it to continue. * Stephanie had known Glenn for sometime. She met him on line and knew instantly that he was what...
Stephanie Roberts walked into the staff room at Wellborough School and was pleased to find it empty, but then that was not so surprising given that it was the middle of the afternoon and lessons were still in train. She wanted a cup of tea, the chance to read today's paper and a change of scene from her sanatorium. She wasn't particularly busy today and welc...
Fleur's breath trembled from the speeding thump of her heart. She spread her fingers on the door to Stephanie's room and - with wobbling knees - lowered her eye to the keyhole. The curtains were drawn and a dusty slice of afternoon sunlight illuminated the room. Fleur made out the bed, the dresser, the chaise. Oh... She bit her lip, stifling the urge to blu...
It was still dark when the cell phone alarm went off. A hand reached out and hit the snooze button. In the bed next to the small table on which the cell phone was perched, two bodies turned over. They moved close together and intertwined. "Is it time to get up already?" "I guess so." "But it's too early." "No rest for the wicked." The couple pulled th...
CHAPTER ONE…Meeting the boss. Restructuring, how Craig had grown to hate that word. His last three jobs had ended in restructuring. A hostile take over, two companies combining, and an owner selling to a bigger multi national company had been the reason why Craig was unemployed for the third time in as many years. The only bright spot was that he had kept u...
Thanks to all the feedback I get. Let’s start this first part off by explaining the fictitious version of how Torrie Wilson got into Playboy. Or is it? (insert evil laughter) Stephanie McMahon felt complete. She was the happiest she had ever been in a long time. She loved her secret submissive lesbian life. She was resting in her hot tub with her lover Lea...
After my first weekend with Stephanie, out schedules didn't mesh well. Both of us had jobs to do, but we promised that we would get together, starting on either Thursday or Friday night. We both believed something special happened the first Saturday and we needed to see where it went. We spent the next four Saturday nights together, but on Sundays, I had to...
4: The Date They'd been up all night. The hot water pounded against his back as he lifted her against the wall in the shower, their wet mouths still hungry and hot, finding each other. Her fingers ran through his wet hair, tightening in it as their tongues teased and caught each other. Holding her body to the wall with his, his hands found her ass, squeez...
When Mark woke up, he found himself tied down by the chest to a lounging armchair. His hands and ankles were strapped to the chair so he could only look around the room. The room was unfamiliar to him but he recognized the sex swing hanging from the ceiling. It was the one he had used Stephanie so many times in and it hung in the center of the room. To his...
He'd always had a plan like this kicking around in the back of his mind. But once they'd booked the trip to Las Vegas, he felt that it was time to bring his plan into action. He grinned with anticipation as he sureptiously slipped the item into his suitcase and tucked under his clothes. He didn't need to be so sneaky, as his girlfriend Stephanie was in the s...