Chapter 01: Sharon All the cab driver stories are in some part based on fact. They all could, or did happen, either in part or completely. * I am a 40 year old cab driver, married and living in one of a square of houses in town. Living opposite me was Sharon, a slim 26 year old, divorcee with two kids. Sharon used to dump her kids with her mother in law...
It had been an uneventful Tuesday. It was cold and rainy and I stopped into my regular "watering hole" for a quick beer before heading back to my apartment. I didn't even notice the guy who sat next to me at the bar. "Are you Paul McRory?" he asked quietly. I turned to look at the very ordinary-looking man who knew my name. Never seen him before. "And i...
Nicholas Lukremaker saw Tabetha Winslow coming into his art store. He had always admired this recently widowed artist, both for her looks and abilities. She came in often enough to call her a regular customer. He also sold some of her paintings for her. They occupied an informal corner of the shop and usually took some effort to sell. The money was good and...
Of all the pickup lines guys come up with to get a woman into bed I think I've found the best one of all. Of course most of the time I doesn't work. I can't tell you how many times I've had my face slapped or had an angry husband or boyfriend threatens to punch out my lights. Still it works well enough that I keep using it. Have I got you attention yet? Are...
He called me early in the day from his work to instruct me, "Get ready to meet me at the Hilton Room #1199 at 9:45 tonight." "You are to wear your hair in a pony tail, a white button front blouse, a short black skirt, thigh high nylons and heels." "There will be a car waiting for you at 9:15". In anticipation of the evening, I get prepared. I keep an e...
The shrill ring of the telephone pierced bly's nap, and as she grudgingly reached for the phone, mumbling because she had been woken from a particularly erotic dream, her disappointment quickly vanished as she heard His voice. She immediately got wet as His voice caressed her, and she was awake instantly. "Come My pet, the dungeon is finished at long last,...
My Sir and I meet for the first time and when I arrive at the hotel he is waiting for me. I knock on the door and he opens it. Our eyes meet and I see the desire and dominance in his, and I quickly lower my eyes as a slut should, but I shiver inside knowing this is going to be the best night of my life. He allows me to step just inside of the door but leave...
This story is dedicated to a friend that has become very special in a very short time. * It's late when I show up at my friend's house; not at all in the mood to party. He'd mentioned he had an English friend visiting, though, and that he thought we might hit it off. He knows I never could resist an accent, something different. And he's right. As I walk...
When I ended chapter 3 my wife's friend told me she was going to straddle me and asked if I would like that. All I could think about was her huge tits bouncing in my face. As I sat up and slid forward on the couch I watched with amazement as she swung her leg over me and slowly slid down so that my cock was resting right above her pussy and her tits were i...
Ann changed into her usual jeans and shirt, stuffed the maid costume into a large bag and quickly readied herself for the day. With fresh makeup, and smelling of flowers, she dashed over to the exhibition grounds. There she went straight to one of the restrooms and wiggled herself into the maid outfit again. The two little 'pasties' indeed barely covered h...