* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan December 2008 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * The following are 15 fifty-word stories w...
Jen added a few more numbers to the spreadsheet, then swiveled her chair to look at Randy. "See, it's all fixed." Randy smiled. "Jen, thanks, you're a life saver." Jen smiled at the compliment. As a mid-level account executive, she was happy to help wherever she could, especially when it was for a senior executive like Randy. She swiveled back to face the...
The wind howled against the windows of the office. Each gust blew waves of powdery snow, thick enough to obscure buildings just across the street. In the street below, a few souls brave enough to endure the weather scuttled hastily in and out of the coffee shop that faced our office building. Most shops had closed. The forecast predicted that the blizzard co...
This story is true and started in the early 1970s. It is a twisted story that involved my wife, my mother-in-law and my father-in-law. I thought I was pulling something over on my wife. I thought everything was initiated by me, but I was wrong, and ended up sucking off my father-in-law. Let me start by saying that I had and still have a major stocking fetish...
My mistress liked to play games with me. Let me rephrase that, she liked to make me play games for her. OK, one more try, she liked to TORMENT me and often used games that were heavily weighed against me to do it. On Tuesday she told me to be ready for a new game this weekend, and to take care of myself so as not to get sick. She had me take zinc pills to b...
"And just where do you think you're going?" I didn't get time to answer as the housemistress flipped a silky stocking around my ankles and yanked me off my feet. Fortunately, a heavily padded leather couch broke my fall, but left my ankles exposed. Before I could try to roll off of the couch, the housemistress's hands deftly wound and tied the soft yet unyi...
I had spent the last few evenings in a perpetual state of arousal after spying on Victoria masturbating first in the bath and then again in her bedroom, I still had a slight feeling of guilt, I knew I shouldn't have watched, but I just couldn't help myself. I wanted to thank Vic for the pleasure she had given me, I had spent the last few days trying to thin...
NOTE: All characters are over 18 years of age. **************** I was unusually nervous as I pulled into Inkpen Close to pick-up Julie. She was a tall, leggy girl with small, ripe breasts, porcelain skin and sleek, styled, short hair. 'I'm not going to be serious,' I said to myself as Julie emerged from the soulless new estate house which still bore the si...
Chapter 1 Returning to England with Victoria Peach, Lee thought his mother was becoming so disgusting. Twice he'd come across Victoria in bed with her sister Marlene and brother-in-law Clan (Clancy), all of them nude, sweating and red-faced, attempting to roll back under the sheet undetected and begin to idly chat about the weather. He'd also became aware a...
CHAPTER 1 The weekend couldn't come fast enough for Claire Peach. In Lee's first days working in the extremely up-market offices of Paterson Advertising he'd arrived home grumpy and muttering about environmental harassment. The sore head was even sorer when he arrived home on Thursday night. "Darling, you are just not an ivory tower person but then again...