Jason and Paula met late in life, she the victim of two bad marriages, one abusive, the other loveless, he, trapped in an unsatisfying one where many of his emotional and sexual needs were never met. It wasn't that he didn't love his wife but she seemed never to be able to sense his needs nor fulfill them. Her second husband was pretty much the same. When...
Edited by CopperSkink November-18-2009 Please send me feedback, I would love to know what you think of the story. DISCLAIMER: This story is copyright © 2009 by Christian G. Kay. This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, livin...
Author's note: This story is a sequel to Leave Me. Spoilers for season 2. ***** Nikita had won. Hadn't she? Percy was dead. Sergei Semak was dead. Amanda was, well, on the run, but certainly less of a threat to her now. And yet Division still stood. She was standing in it. In the heart of the beast, Operations, where she had access to everything Division...
They warned her, the servants that is, to stay out of the garden, especially after midnight. All three of them the cook, the maid, and the butler said the same thing. Things grow unnaturally large and hungry in that garden, but besides this she was young, pretty, sweet and innocent-- all things the garden craved in its eternal lust for human life . . . and f...
"Here is the list of contributors you asked for, Sen. Harrison. Um, I also included a list of the contributors who have a 60% or better donation history." I smiled and placed the lists in front of him and left. Just as I sat at my desk...Mrs. Harrison, entered the outer office where my desk is and said, "Good morning Sandy...can I see my husband?" "Hi Mrs....
Under the Abaya Part one When someone asks you about Arab women, you would probably think about religious women who are brutally oppressed by male clerics. You would think about how they are forced to wear a hajib and cover their faces, how their male oppressors are allowed to have multiple wives and that they have little to no rights. You would probably...
This story is intended for people over the age of 18. I do not own Ariana Grande or anything associated with her, and I make no money from this story. I've honestly never heard some of the songs referenced here, so any Ari stans, feel free to roast me in the comments for any inaccurate representation. Enjoy! -------------------------------------------------...
Author's note. This part is a bit heavy on sex and depictions are pretty graphic. You should look elsewhere if you want a slow build up to the point where the people actually have sex. All characters are above eighteen years of age. ++++++++++++++ When I returned from the US I realized that life in the corporate world was not the one for me. With a heavy h...
Hi, I'm Alice Conway. This story begins in the year of our Lord 1952. In early summer I celebrated two milestones at the same time: my graduation from high school and my eighteenth birthday. No way I was going to college: I wanted to get out of my parents' house and earn my keep! And I figured that wouldn't be too hard. Living in the wholesome Midwestern tow...
I had problems deciding which section this should be in: Loving Wives or BDSM or even Non Consent/Reluctance. This has elements of all three. It seems the Loving Wives anonymous comment writers can be rather ruthless in any criticism but I will brave their attacks. However, constructive criticism or discussion is applauded and welcomed. While this particul...