I didn't move for along moment as I reeled from Ethan's abrupt departure and the anger I could still feel rolling through the bond. I knew before he arrived last night that he would hate me for mating him, but the reality hurt. I could feel his frustration and anger and some sense of confusion. I sat on the floor feeling sorry for myself, and as I wallowed i...
Stuart held onto Linda for a long time as he kissed her, and when he backed away at last, it was clearly against his natural instincts. "First things first," he announced. "Take your hand off your crotch, because whenever it is you're going to get lucky you know it won't be today." Linda suppressed a smile as she placed her hand behind her with the other one...
Chapter 6 plays with words again. There is always debate about cuckold stories, but the characters in this story are not intended to be cuckolds. Following are definitions of the main characters as I see them, a Stag and a Vixen, taken from the urban dictionary. A Stag is a sexually straight man who encourages his wife or girlfriend to also fuck other men....
The office environment could be a stressful one. This wasn't exactly the boiler room, so to speak, but this office handed out complimentary stress balls with the company logo on them when they knew they'd be entering crunch time. Perhaps they wouldn't have needed to if they hadn't shed fifteen 'redundant' staff members last month. Holly had maintained her p...
Chapter 3 Heat in French Polynesia Author's Note: My special thanks to The Soulful Bard for reviewing and improving my story. All errors are strictly mine. * * * One day, after Aiko came home from the library, Aiko told Gerald she overheard some clients talking about their plans for a South Pacific cruise. "Hawaii, Bora Bora, Tahiti, you know, places i...
Hi guys, hopefully you've read the first three chapters so you know that I'm Hayley, this is my first time writing erotica, so we're being gentle on me, blah blah blah. I absolutely adore your comments, so please keep them coming!!! I soooo apologize for the delay in this post, unfortunately over my spring break my grandmother had a stroke and passed away. T...
I am not a lesbian. At least I never thought of myself as one. Even now I don't feel I am one, but my recent experiences have made me realize that no matter what gender, I am willing to serve a dominant; a master. As a high school English teacher I have always thought I was the one in control; that I was the leader. In the case of this last school year and...
It had been a slow boring morning before Syd asked his assistant to join him at the front desk. Syd sat pant-less behind the counter as the gym receptionist knelt beneath his naked thighs and suckled his cock. He watched the neighborhood soccer moms stroll in singly, joining small clusters that lingered at but not on the exercise machines. They pretended t...
The memories came flooding back as she slunk down in the seat. Rosie peeked over the steering wheel as the couple passed in front of her car, arm in arm, him pushing the shopping cart, a small child of around two years old in the seat. Rosie's heart hammered in her chest, she sat up, watching as the supermarket door slid open to admit her ex-husband and the...
You will find that I use Lewis and Mark in this story for the name of the same person. This person has memory failure after a short series of traumatic events. He does not know his real name and asks to be called Mark. When the narrator refers to him, he is Lewis. When addressed by the new people in his life he is Mark Toward the end I indicate where the s...