My name is Mira, this is the first time I will meet Master Kory. We have been talking for many weeks, from the beginning we have yearned to see each other. However, when you live more than 4,000 miles away from a person, you can't just pop over for a visit. Today, I travel to meet Master. After a long journey, I arrive at the cabin in the mountains that...
This chapter is dedicated to someone who gave me some very honest feedback on how the story strikes a note for them. Thank you for taking the time. They know who they are. Same deal as before - you really need to read parts 1, 2 & 3 to understand what is going on here. They're not too long, so if you take the time, this will be all the more rewarding (hopef...
The young receptionist smiled and handed him a clip board. "Please fill this out," she said, "and I'll tell her you are here." She turned and went through the door behind her. He sat down in the waiting room and completed the medical history and insurance forms. He was a little over weight, and going bald. When the receptionist returned she announced that i...
((Most of this is true between a friend and I, but I haven't moved back home yet, so the rest is just what I'm hoping happens when I move back next month :) )) * You know that friend that you have that you tend to never realize you want until way later than you should? Yeah, I had one of those. At least mine wasn't too late... Marck was a glorious sight...
How do you resist temptation when it's so hard to avoid? This is a story about how, against my better judgment, I became involved in a clandestine affair with a man who both delighted my senses and muddled with my reason. He was my Eros personified – luring me to guilty pleasures and tapping into my carnal desires. Since we were both involved with someone el...
In my day-to-day life, I am the facilitator in my home. I am the person who makes things happen. I get my child to school. I do the grocery shopping. I plan the vacations, the date nights and the get together with friends. I "Mommy blog" my heart out. I cook the meals, wash the clothes, scoop the dog shit from the yard, paint the fence and build and maintain...
Jennifer was totally spent after a whirlwind day filled with travel, sex and finally, connecting with her lover. She slept until noon following her first night with Harry. She might have slept the day away had it not been for the sound of the front door and keys jingling against the countertop. She startled, and was a bit disoriented as she tried to figure o...
In this installment of the continuing experiences of my hot-wife and myself, I intend to tie up the loose ends concerning Bill and Joe. I had been trying to put the stories in a rough chronological order but have decided to just write about whatever is on my mind at a particular moment. I have been reading various comments that fall into two camps. The first...
We decide to go out to dinner at a very nice restaurant in Boston. You are wearing a fairly short, black skirt that ends just above the knee, a fairly thin white blouse, thigh high stockings, and heels that accentuate the muscles in your calf. I am wearing dark slacks, a mock turtleneck sweater and a loose blazer. In the car on the way into the city, we talk...
Trying to post again on here, now that I have some time off of work to get things uploaded. Thanks for sending me messages even when i couldn't. ~~~~~~~~~~~ It felt like an eternity since the Inspector had been by her cell, however no new food had been brought to the women here. The sounds from upstairs seemed to amplify more, if possible, and she could h...