It'd been another in a series of long days...and the walk home wasn't much better. He hadn't seen Alicia in days, and so far nobody else seemed overly interested in going past the flirting point. This, plus his declining performance in the dueling rings made for a less than happy Psly. And here he was again, walking home, alone. Psly called the house to tur...
A How-To Guide for Men This How-To guide comes from many a night bunking with Spot. Unfortunately, I've learned the hard way and thought I would pass along the basics of how to keep out of the doghouse, or how to avoid having to build that extra 'doghouse' room out there to make a dog's life easier! Instead, this guide will help show you how to keep your w...
You walk into the bedroom, and see a set of clothes laid out on the bed, along with a small piece of paper and an envelope. You had just finished eating the bowl of fruit that I had left for you. "Good idea," you thought, "enough to keep me from being hungry, but not enough to fill me up." There on the bed is your black skirt, slightly above the knee in leng...
My stories are based in reality and on real experiences. So let me start by describing my wife, Kelly. At 5'8", she has a very attractive build with great 36C breasts and curves in all of the right places. Her figure is very womanly and attractive, and although she won't be modeling on a runway anytime soon, she looks great in sexy attire. She has medium len...
'One more darn trade show,' Elizabeth thought to herself. Liz liked writing articles for Erotica, but she knew her readers liked reading Erotica more than she did herself. Writing was more fun. Occasionally, Liz got to know some of her readers. But, she never got involved with any of them. One time, she made a mistake having with a blind date fly in from...
One Saturday evening a couple of months ago, my husband arrived home from work just shortly after I had returned from running my usual weekend errands. I was looking in the freezer trying to decide what I could whip up quickly for dinner, when he walked up behind me, put his arms around me, and said, “Don’t worry about supper. I’m taking you out tonight.” I...
Flight 2725 was three and a half hours into its four hour flight from Grantley Adams International airport, in sun-swept Barbados, when the flight attendant announced that they were beginning their descent into Miami. The Boeing 757 had provided a smooth and uneventful ride for Marissa, and she began to stir in her coach seat as she awoke from a dreamy nap....
Let me begin by saying that if you haven't read chapter one you really should. It will explain how I got to where this story begins. That being said, on we go. I spent the day in meetings but was unable to get my mind off the events of either the previous night or that morning before I had left the room. I wasn't feeling guilty. On the contrary I couldn't w...
My mistress swung me up to a vertical position and stalked across the room. Was the rage real or all part of the game? Being as I was completely at her mercy I had good reason to worry. She grabbed a towel from a stack against the wall and wiped my discharge from her face and neck as she moved over to the cabinets. I was expecting the whip or another similar...
Around seven months after Fiona's fortieth we held a big celebration bash for Fiona's youngest daughter Alice, it was her eighteenth and loads of the family and her friends were invited to the local working men's club for a good old piss up. Her sister, my ex didn't show as she was still abroad chasing the dream but Alice wasn't to hurt about that, what hurt...