This is the fourteenth episode in a series entitled "Jackie and Artie". If you have not read the previous thirteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. "Jackie and Artie" is a romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do le...
I was lucky enough to own my own business, not too bad for someone who was an art major in college. It wasn't glamorous, it wouldn't land me in the Fortune Five Hundred, but it satisfied me and I made a pretty decent living. Enough, in fact, that my wife didn't have to work if she didn't want to. That was exactly what she did for the first five years, but...
My wife Ashley and I had arrived at the Connor family estate at four PM. It was Friday and the Connor family reunion was scheduled for the long Memorial Day weekend. The family retreat was so big the freaking bedrooms were numbered. I had married into the wealthy Connor family. Ashley Connor had been one of the most sought female descendents of her grandpare...
(Author's notes: If you are looking for a quick "whip/fuck/thank you Sir" D/s story then this one may not be for you as, like most things in life, it takes times to develop. This is a BDSM love story of a mature dominant and a submissive almost half his age. The Dominant in this story, Noel Wilson, had a cameo appearance in my last story, "Born To Serve". "R...
Once again I must thank my LadyCybelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. Without those two wonderful people I don't think I would still be posting. As always I must also add that I can't leave a story alone. I could well have added some cock-ups after they have seen it and before it gets posted. That s...
The phone jarred me awake from the first good sleep of the week. It was Wednesday and already I was feeling myself droop at work. I needed sleep, craved it the way a man crawling around in a desert dreams of a glass of ice water. Creating imaginary worlds was a difficult task and without sleep ... "Hello." My response was loud in the quiet house. "Sorry."...
Still unedited works, so apologies for any and all errors. Looking for a good editor. PIECES Ann and her sister Joan were driving back from their parent's house. John, Ann's husband, usually drove but he had been called into work. Ann smiled at Joan and said, "We should have driven the Miata." Joan shook her head and said, "And where would we have put all...
As usual Snow was late getting to the office. Even though he was my full partner at our law firm he never seemed to get to work before I did. I eyed him as he walked into our large office and set his briefcase on his desk that faced mine. He flashed me a broad smile. "Morning Harris." He said. "Morning Snow, nice of you to show up today." I grumbled as he f...
This story has some typos and grammar errors. If that bothers you, move on. ***** Sunday afternoon finds Eric driving home from a great round of golf. He is on top of the world. He broke eighty for the first time. "I'm going home and get some pussy. Going to cap off a great day. I hope she is ready." As I near the house I see a strange car parked in the...
The alarm clock went off way too early. I had only vague recollections of last night; my head was pounding; I was nauseous, and I needed a drink of water badly. I shuffled to the bathroom and turned on the light, my eyes deliberately closed to avoid the hit of full light, and I put my hands over them to gradually allow cracks of illumination through. Each ra...