It's seems like it's been a week and a half already, until, at last Friday arrives. Steve and I are headed up to his cabin. He called me earlier in the week and asked me if I would join him for a getaway, he didn't have to ask me twice. Floating on air all week, I could be found staring off into space with a tiny smile curving my lips gently upwards. Becau...
My wife, Stephanie and I have lived next door to the Rossi's for about 5 years. Everyone in our neighborhood has a swimming pool and nice yards. Steve Rossi's father, Roberto, was the go-to guy for gardening advice. He was very knowledgeable and seemed to like helping with yards and gardens. He was also a very handsome man in his late 60s. Roberto was a rea...
Summer 1858 It was about 10:30. They'd been riding around the plantation since right after breakfast, observing the slaves cultivating cotton under the watchful eye of an overseer. "Uncle Mark, I'm going to ride to that copse of trees on the right and attend to a call of nature. I don't think my bladder can hold much more." "Mine's in about the same state...
Chapter One -- Day One The alarm rang and I looked at the clock. 5 A.M. I usually hit the snooze alarm but not today. I sprang out of bed. The day had finally arrived. I have about an hour to get ready before I need to head to the airport. I smile to myself, thinking of what is going to happen over the next few days and feel myself grow wet with anticipatio...
I'm entirely too nice. Or maybe entirely too bored. The main reason I deal with Randall outside of work is because he's been good to me ever since my divorce. He saw me show up to the office without that ring and pounced into my business in a manner only reserved for people who lack a foundational understanding of social and professional mores. Truth is,...
She thrummed her fingers nervously on the steering wheel. From where she was parked, she could see the hotel across the freeway. Her heart raced, knowing he was over there. She took a few deep breaths, willing away the last onset of nerves. She put the car in drive and pulled out, crossing the last distance to him. She glanced down at the piece of paper on...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a pure fantasy series about the experiences of a middle-aged man schooling an EIGHTEEN year old girl in the ways of eros. Any similarities between the characters portrayed here and real people is purely coincidental. Hope you enjoy! His Teen Consort – Chapter 2 With his wife again out of the house, this time for an overnight with fa...
Chapter 12: Farewell Note: The first installment of Barcelona beauties describes all the characters and how the story began. During the month of April, my relations with the beauties continued in much the same way but there were some changes. Of the unattached housemates, Ulrika had been my least frequent lover. About once a month she asked me to "scratch...
Dear Readers, since I am open to suggestions from now on I will start my stories with a recap of what has happened before. * Finally we were on our way home. Interestingly neither Mommy Adriana nor Mistress Andrea had cuffed or gagged me. So I just sat in the back of our car. During the short drive I had some time to think about what had happened in the p...
Her name used to be Dr. Sinaya Martin. She used to be able to give medical care, diagnose diseases, and do all the duties expected of a medical professional. Four men looked down at her as she slept, drugged into a coma. Each remembered the feel of her sleek body, the sound of her moans of helpless passion, and felt a tug at their groins even as their stomac...