Jill laughed when she heard the maids. They were walking down her hallway jabbering away, obviously unaware that Room 222 was now occupied. "It was the fucking ghost again I tell you. He got to that woman on 212 and now she wants to sue us. The horny bastard is going to bankrupt us one of these days." "Nobody believes in ghosts and no one would believe her...
Bob Andrews stood on his front porch glaring down at Cathy Sanders as Cathy jammed a cigarette in her mouth and lit it. She took a long drag then glared up at Bob flicking away the ash. "I told you Cathy he doesn't want to talk to you," Said Bob in a calm and even voice. "I also told you that June and I don't take sides and now it's a good idea for you to...
Fair Warning 1 - I am a first time writer Fair Warning 2 - this story involves Femdom, a wife, cross dressing, sissy husband, interracial, group sex and obviously may not be everyone's cup of tea (but I hope it is appealing to some comfortable fetishists!) This chapter moves into the themes. Fair Warning #3 - If you don't like a sick depraved story, don'...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Chapter 1: At Heartbreak Notes to Readers: More than three people might be an orgy, so at the end of chapter 1 is a list of the main characters to keep this orgy friendly. Also, this story included background for a series. The section titled "Introducing Cindy the Nympho" may hold the most appeal to some readers. - Waiting At Heartbreak September 2015,...
A Nice Young Couple North Riverside, Chicago IL: July, 2015 "Mr Walker, are you okay?" I pried an eye open and saw Jackie's cute face with her slicked-back hair and raccoon eyes looming over me. My head did about three loop-d-loops, so I closed my eye. "I'm good," I replied. I felt delicate, cool fingers on my cheek. "Mr Walker, did somebody beat you u...
*This story is the third of the Arkham series. Each part functions as a stand-alone with its own plot-line and they do not need to be read together (although please feel free to do so). This part takes place shortly after A Matter of Family (before Arkham Asylum), using the same characters and plot-line as the series, up until the start of the story obviousl...
Chapter 2 -- To Prove That I Could AN INVITATION As she erased the email passing her over for promotion again, Anne wondered why the world just wasn't fair; the game seemed to be rigged against her. It was the fourth time that a person who was less senior, and, in Anne's opinion, less competent, had been chosen for promotion over her. At age 27, Anne Bish...
"Barbra Streisand that hurts!" I said, rubbing the elbow I had just banged into the aluminum window frame. That was one of my trifecta of weaknesses; toe stubbing, papercuts and funnybone abuse. All I could do was to rub the prickling sensation skittering through my arm and grimace. The scene kept rolling past the window, an endless parade of decayed subdi...
"Luke wants to fuck me." Another Saturday, another visit from Jess on the way to the shops. So good having her pop in to see him. "Course he does. Natural for him and I bet you do too. Don't forget the condom." "Of course I do, and would like to do it with you too but I'm not forgoing my five hundred pounds." "You are from me. I can't justify - especiall...