And they're off. The race caller was of course referring to the unmistakable sound of the 23 horses exploding out of the gates at Flemington for the Melbourne Cup and not to my underpants which had just been removed with some urgency. But he could well have been... It was a perfect day and you could be forgiven for feeling that Melbourne might just be the...
Having got the green light on a renewal of a new contract it was time to get it signed off, this time it was decided that Kay would come with me for the trip so we could spend the weekend just chilling out away from home. Once in Stockholm we made our way to the hotel where I had used some of my rewards points to get a small suite, having been shown up to t...
December 31, 2017, 11:13 p.m. Dear diary, In 47 minutes it'll be 2018. Happy New Year? Not for me. I'll be ringing it in alone, pining away like a lovesick dork while my wife and her boyfriend celebrate at the hottest nightclub in town. Next year I'll have her to myself. I'll poison his ass. Maybe pay a hitman. He'll be gone and she'll be mine. Bullshi...
*AUTHOR"S NOTE: Again, this story won't make much sense without you having previously read both parts I and II. ***** To say that our evening at Club Fairy Tale ramped up our already thriving sex life, would be an immense understatement. Andi and I kept reliving our fateful evening over the subsequent days and weeks. We'd send each other text messages thro...
I looked down and patted Marion's head, she looked up and groaned as a tear slid down her cheek, "Really? You're going to cry, after everything you did to other girls, what you did to me, you think this isn't justified?" I said to her as I grabbed her hair and shoved my cock into her mouth causing her to gag. She nodded then squeaked when I grabbed her hai...
I sat in my chair as the waiters brought out our plates before us. The appetizers were magnificent even though Mark had brought me here under false pretenses. I was in complete awe. Then the talking began, and I wanted to throw up all the contents of my stomach. Mr. Crawford or Edward Crawford was doing all the talking, and as usual, all the men around him...
This ongoing sci-fi series will contain non-consensual elements. ********** Finger nails glided gently up and down my back. It was a wonderful feeling to be woken up by. I turned to see Lilly, smiling at me. "Morning." She whispered. I smiled back at her. My quarters were much brighter than before. There was sunlight coming through the window. "We've...
Ann had been married five years. Not long, but long enough for it all to have become a bit routine, especially as she suspected Trevor of having a little bit on the side. The worst of it was, her heart's desire couldn't be realised – she had been told she could never have children, and Trevor didn't want to adopt one, so her life was bleak, to say the least...
Divya's newfound assertiveness and her will to try and lead a decent traditional married life started serving her well. She had effectively neutralized the hold Jose had over her. The job did mean a lot to Jose, so after that time she destroyed his phone, he decided to abandon or at least suspend his plans to bed Divya again. He taught her driving, without...
Here I was, a seventy eight year old married woman, sitting back in a stretch-limousine, locked in a passionate kiss with an eighteen year old boy I had just met the day before. Taylor is the son of my husband's business associates. He was organizing a Gala to raise funds for an organization he started for his High School business plan. His business model...