This is my very first story. I hope that you enjoy it! ~Purr --- Serene was devastated when she arrived home from her afternoon class at Harvard. How in the world did she get a B on that final for European History? She did everything the professor said. She studied every day, met with a group three times a week to cram, and had attended every class. She n...
"Hey Babe, have the kids gone to grandma's yet?" I asked as I finished whisking up the fresh whipped cream for our dessert. Dinner was spread out on the table –herbed steak and a garden salad – and the dessert was done except for the cream in the bowl. It needed to whip up and then chill. You watch out the window as Jill and Sydney, our two girls meander ne...
Author's note: This short story has been running around in my head for quite some time. I was reading a story on here where the wife blurts out during a party some dirty laundry that should have been kept private. I don't want to give too much away, but that action inspired this story. I would like to give credit where credit is due, but enough time has pass...
Sienna stretched out and put her legs up on the mahogany desk she had purchased a few days earlier. Buying some of her new office furniture at an estate sale had enabled her to save quite a few dollars. Saving money was fairly important when starting a new business and using all your own money to do it. Her husband had been supportive, if somewhat incredulo...
Too Much of a Good Thing: A Fantasy of Excess. Chapter X All good things….! ================================================= I gave in my notice the very next day. Not entirely to my surprise, it was accepted immediately, notice was waived and I was offered a generous severance package that alone dwarfed the measly salary the company had paid me pr...
Disasters strike. * We spent every night fucking, then sleeping, then sometimes fucking again first thing in the morning before I went to work. I left her almost tearful on Friday morning, packing all my clothes in the car. I promised faithfully to be back the next Monday. I had my mother to see, and I needed to press on with the prototype. Monday afterno...
The premise for what follows is a family album and history. However, this is a family of dominant women. Alas, I have no ownership of the pictures I originally included in this work -- so you will have to use your imagination, aided by descriptions in brackets of the missing pictures. Perhaps there is a family like this out there, in this or some other reali...
Disclaimer: All individuals in this story are eighteen or older. The author does not condone sexual acts with non-consenting participants. The author does condone consenting adults doing basically whatever they want to each other in the privacy of their own home. Please enjoy. Constructive feedback is appreciated. ***** I've written a few stories about kee...
This story is definitely NOT to be taken seriously - - it's just a silly bit of fun I wanted to get out of my head. As it's the first time I've tried writing in the Humor/Satire category I hope you'll be gentle with me as far as comments or votes go. As always, everyone is 18 or over. † † † † † "Doctor Freeland? Mrs Wilson is here for her appointment." T...
I woke up in the very early hours of the morning. I was toasty warm where I pressed against Brian's side and cold where my skin was bare and exposed. We'd fallen asleep entwined and completely nude on my couch. I slid my hand softly over his chest noting his own skins coolness. The early summer nights still turned cold sometimes. I began slowly extricating...