Part 1 Chapter 1 We sat on the Boeing with our seat belts securely fastened and I turned my attention towards my preoccupied travel companion. From her concentrated expression, she seemed more ready to start one of our Monday business meetings than a vacation. Her relaxed, black "off the shoulder" shirt was the only indication that she wasn't on the train...
AN: This is intended to be a short romance story with multiple characters. It will definitely be a slow burn, so if you was something more tantalizing, please skip this story and chose another one more of your liking. This chapter contains *NO SEX*. My goal is to write a compelling story that progresses naturally. Also, all characters in this story are ab...
Part four of the series A Single Moment. Thanks for choosing to read another one of my stories. If you are unfamiliar with this story and its characters, it might be best to go back to the beginning to better understand the relationships portrayed, before you venture on. But that's your choice. -Dreamweaver594. Due to adult situations and language this sto...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
Her new husband seemed to be unsociable the morning of their wedding. They invited the priest to dine with them and naturally, he accepted. But Derek barely said a word to the him, so it was up to Vivian to make the elderly man be at ease. Sykes, quite happy to see his employer married served them with a flourish that was unlike his gruff exterior -- and m...
[Although based on an actual survey carried out in the 1990s by a friend of the author's, this account is brought up to date and fictionalised a little for our special interest and benefit.] * Suzanne Interviewed in Manchester 18 November 2006, Interviewer: Hi, thanks for meeting me. How did you first find out about our project? Suzanne: I found you...
Proof It's my wedding day and I'm sitting in the bathroom naked and bleeding. I was just forced to humiliate myself. My parents and new in -- laws watched as my "husband" forcefully deflowered me. The verification that I was actually a virgin needed observers. Here I'm in the "bridal suite" blood dripping down my legs. My husband, Jon, just rammed his huge...
An older story of mine, with a probably predictable outcome, but I don't think that diminishes it any. --- Nearly twenty years had passed since they moved in next door. For most of that time, Melissa and I had been friends. As children, we had played and as we got older, we became each other's confidante, talking over the fence or in each other's garden...
"How did I get here?" I thought to myself. Here I was stuck at the wedding for distant cousin in Idaho and I didn't know anyone! Heck, aside from the Latino wait staff, I was the only guest darker than a snowflake. Thankfully I had my blue Armani dinner suit to wear, it looked good and felt great! "Why did I listen to my mother?" I muttered silently into m...
Kaylee Simpson was in heaven. The AC hummed softly to itself for a few moments, keeping the small Zeta Rho sleeping room comfortable for two naked people making love, and switched off as it wasn't needed much in the small hours of a May morning. She lay flat on her back, her long hair splayed out underneath her, her long shapely legs parted wide and her ches...