* This story is purely fictional. No names, activities and places is inspired by real life* My name is Bill. About 2 years ago I found something that would lead to a divorce from the love of my life Linda. I have been seeing a psychiatrist for about a year and he asked me to try and put this experience into words, in order to help my therapy. My wife and I...
I wrote this some time ago under another pen name. If you prefer not to read a BTB, you might like something else better. I knew it was going to be bad when two of the three detectives turned away from me when I walked in. There was a flat panel monitor on the wall rolling static on the screen. The one detective who would look at me told me to sit. We were...
A special thanks to Trace for being my editor on this story. His suggestions has made this a much better story for me, and hopefully for you, the reader. Chapter 1 – The Diary Allen and Amanda had been married over ten years when Allen found her diary. Their marriage was good, but it had lost the energy that had defined their first two years. They had sett...
The clock read 7:00pm on the hallway wall as I walked down to my office. My name is Jacob, and I am a full time graduate student at the State University in Montana. I was finally getting settled into my regular semester routine, and now that was all about to change with the end of the semester about to come to a close. The hallway was deserted as it typicall...
First of all, I want to excuse my poor English, I'm not a native English speaker. Big thanks to Steve who did check my story and fixed it. Cambridge Caine and Katie Irwin created the world of Mail Girls. If you haven't done it already, read their stories too, as my stories continue after theirs... ***** Jenny had been running almost an hour non-stop all ov...
Donna Bellows checked her face in the mirror by the front door. She decided she would have to get by as she was. Her husband's best friend, Gil Gentry, had called to ask her to meet him in town at a little out of the way restaurant. She knew what he wanted, and she was uncertain how he would react to what she had to tell him. She picked up the big shoulder...
I couldn't stop thinking about her. She was every bit as wonderful as I knew she would be. Obedient, naturally so, a natural. It was in her bones, she instinctively understood and obeyed the rules. Her pussy had smelt sweetly of sex, enticing me in, she had cast a spell over me. How could somebody who had allowed 40 cocks to invade her - correction as of l...
Thank you, Deborah, for helping with the edits! * I was in my early 40's and had been working several years at a music artist management company a good friend Don had started. It was light years away from what I was had been doing, but I managed to bring several new artists and bands to his attention. He offered me a lot of money, so instead of going into...
When Cassy woke in the morning she wondered if the medication he gave her was designed to make her dream. It seemed like she had dreamed all night long, sliding from one dream to another. Most of them were vague and crazy, just images... her Master standing watching her, his beautiful white hair falling down his back, his marble white flesh just beyond the r...
Cindy pulled the grocery bags out of the passenger side door of her minivan, sitting them in a row on the ground. Her mind wasn't on what she was doing, it was filled with thoughts of her kid's soccer schedule. Because her mind was preoccupied with that she was on autopilot for everything else, so when she set the last bag on the ground she reached in and as...