Wednesday was always Sahara’s favorite day of the week. It was in the middle of everything. It meant half the work week would be over, and she’d be able to see HIM. The man who’s beomce her fixation over the past week. She’s seen him twice now-both times on a Wednesday, and she hadn’t stopped thinking about him since. She was on her way home from class, wal...
Note: This story should make sense on its own, but it's also an epilogue to my previous story, "Soft as Glass." It's the same characters years later. If blood and branding bother you, you may want to skip this story. *** Jamie lay on the bed, with his eyes closed and his head on Lene's lap. Although the video they'd been watching had finished several minut...
The weather was back to normal the next morning, and I was awake and up early, down for breakfast with the company. I wore my wrap over just bikini bottoms, the other girls were also topless. This was the south of France! After breakfast I decided to explore the grounds, I had only seen the pool side of the house, it had been dark when I had arrived at the o...
I heard the old saying "Red sky in morning - sailor take warning, red sky at night - sailor's delight," but I never really paid much attention to it. The sky looked fine, in fact I remember gazing out at the sunset after I had finished getting my boat into the water and tied up at the dock. I pulled the truck and trailer up into my parking place and then loo...
Tracy saw the note and the rose propped up against it the second she got home. She knelt down to pick them up, fascinated. She opened the door, distracted now; she shoved her few groceries into the fridge and sat down on her bed, kicking off her shoes. It read: "The limousine will pick you up at 6 p.m. Be wearing that sexy little black dress -- the way that...
Jon sat in his black Lexus SUV longer then he planned. He'd had such a long day, and he needed the extra time. He placed his hand on the door handle, opened the door slowly and breathed in the fresh air as he stood on the pavement. He takes in the peacefulness of the birds; he enjoys this park the most for his nightly runs. Jon closes the door, hears the b...
So driving down I-10 in the middle on the west side of Texas is not the place you want the AC in your car to stop working but there I was sweating my balls off in the front seat of a 1965 Ford Galaxy 500. Well it could have been worse I could have been traveling by myself but instead I had picked up one of the most beautiful hitchhikers a man could hope for....
I'd replayed what happened between Chloe and me over and over since that day. Part of me thought it must be dream, that there is no way I spent an hour with my face buried in her snatch. Yet then I remember the orgasm, the way her fingers felt, and the scent of her sex. It was with this recollection that led me to my current state. I'd awoken from another dr...
The National Association of Women University Deans Part 2 As he watched Sharon Vinchelle drive away, Race thought that he had finally met a member of NAWUD he wouldn't fuck. While he didn't realize it at the time, he viewed this with relief. Fucking white professors started as a perk of his lectures; it now had become a chore--a duty even. This was intensif...
Baghdad, The Green Zone Zahra is sitting on the desk across the room from Steve, with her leather high heel boots and short grey business skirt with white low-cut top. Zahra opens her legs and leans forward on the desk before she crosses them again and leans back; the sight of her olive almost golden complexion and seductive accent is enough to send Steve's...