Notes: All characters are over the age of 18. There is no sex in this chapter (sorry.) I hope you'll enjoy it for what it is. Rest assured, Mark and Jenni haven't cooled off! This is written with a dark humor, but I do love these characters, so it's not my intention to mock them or any real person with mental challenges in any way. As always, thanks fo...
Sitting in my parked car behind some bushes, I reviewed recent events in my head. I was visiting my friend Timothy at his trailer park when I met... Cordelia, no Mary-Elizabeth. Mary-Elizabeth and I snuck off for a quickie on a patch of fine Kentucky bluegrass. Later I realized that she was both married and had given me a fake name. I didn't stick around t...
Spencer was an unassuming young man, reserved and seemingly shy. He worked for Ethan, keeping track of inventory and shipments for the eastern seaboard. He was only 20, but Ethan trusted him. He lived alone, and lived to work. He loved working for Ethan, and he was well rewarded. He traveled with him often, providing support and product information to potent...
It was a typical Friday night for me; I was dressed to kill at a club trying to pick up guys. I was warning a cute pink sundress, without a bra, the smallest black thong I could find and a pair of super cute black and pink six-inch heels. I turned heads, I knew it, and that was my plan. My attire was working; I had guys buying me drinks and trying for flir...
Very cool to the skin, the white silk slip clung to his buttocks and thigh, the hem just below the knees. It felt a bit on the tight side especially when he sat down to slip on the sheer nylons, but it had been difficult to find the right size when he had gone shopping for lingerie. He had fingered lingerie in the boutique when a pretty young girl asked if s...
My descent into the delights of becoming a cuckold started a couple of years after marrying Ruby. She was a Registered Nurse on the IC Ward at our local hospital, often on night duty, seven days on (twelve-hour shifts) then seven days off, but it worked for us. One of the doctor's she worked with seemed to like the look of her, openly flirting with her, jus...
Despite my adventures with Mike and Emma at Christmas, and Emma and Jess's encouragement that I needed to get out there and have more fun, when I returned to Uni in the New Year I instead focused on other things; my course, my friends, and doing other activities like joining the running club and volunteering group (more to come on both of these another time!...
He could hear the sound of her boots as she walked down the hall, then silence, the suspense built for a moment, and then he heard it, a knock at the door. It sent a quiver down his back and to his loins. She was here - he was nervous. He walked over to the door and opened it with anticipation. The door opened slowly as he was so nervous to see her. When he...
Working At Home: The Gynaecologists' Perfect Life Part 1 Finishing up with my last patient, I say goodbye to Mrs Johnson and tell her I'll see her same time next year. I'm one of the few people who can in all honesty say they love their work. A gynaecologist by trade, there is nothing I love more than getting to look at vaginas all day long. I wasn't alwa...
We were awakened by Ms. Ward entering the room and announcing it was time to rise and shine. Great, she’s a cheery morning person. Renee’s head was resting on my chest, her leg laying atop my hips and her left hand resting on my chest. We pulled off the covers and stood before Ms. Ward. “Now, it seems we have some matters to deal with,” Ms. Ward said to m...