It's a Wednesday night in 2002. I'm driving out to the club I own in Renton in a sleazy industrial district just south of Lake Washington. I'm wearing my usual long black trench coat with matching leather gloves, the bulge of my wedding ring clearly visible. Underneath the coat is my form-fitting black silk cocktail dress, with just enough cleavage showing t...
Note: The actresses in this are basically themselves if they weren't actresses. Jena was a quiet, mousy girl who worked at a big company, as a corporate assistant. Her boss, Ms. Mirren, was the CEO. She was a much older British woman, who was definitely not one to be fucked with, which she'd seen a few younger execs make the mistake of doing, but at the...
Here's a short story for you. There's no sex scene. As is often the case with me, my story shouldn't be taken seriously, just a few words put together to make people smile. Edited by JonB1969. Your votes and comments are welcome. ***** Martha was getting ready for the awards ceremony organized by her employer Hendricks, Emerson, Lake & Palmer. There are...
From an idea by Mark L. After a very hot night, Jenny and Mark emerged in the morning with their arms entwined. Jenny's leg was astride her husband's belly as she had straddled him just before falling asleep. Jenny took a long breathe : she had plenty of things to announce to her husband and make him accept them. Someone said that clever women don't try to...
This is the fourth chapter of the serial. It is best read chapter-wise to follow the characters and events. This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to any persons living or dead or any events is pure coincidence. All characters are over 18 years of age ***** Let me take you back to Aruna. While Sekhar's sister and mother came to his rescue and star...
"Hello." "Is this Jimmy Pearson?" "No, my name is Jimmy Greyhawk. My wife Connie kept her maiden name, Pearson." "Well, this is Doctor Saheed Alwari. Six months ago, your wife and I started to have an affair here at the hospital." "What?! Is this a joke?" "No, she was one fine piece of ass and great cocksucker. Listen I don't have time. The reason I cal...
This is my first attempt at a story. I don't pretend to be a writer so please let me have some constructive comments. Thanks. Raj and Priya Thakur had been married for 3 years. She was 21 and he was 30. She was a traditional Indian girl born in a very conservative, middle class Mumbai home. When she got married to Raj, he started opening up her horizons....
It was past 7 when Raj wrapped up for the weekend. He was almost a leg out of the office building when he remembered something which should be brought to the notice of Mr. Kumar, the big boss. Cursing under his breath, he ran up the four flights of stairs to Mr. Kumar's cabin. He always took the stairs. He figured that it was a good way to stay in shape sin...
This is a slow, real slow story of love, sex, friendship, husband wife relationship, revenge, selfishness and selflessness. I have tried to build a character of an outstanding Indian woman in this story. Some of you may not like it and find it too slow. Such readers may not go further. Some may not agree with the behavior of the characters. Like it or not, d...
Mavika (The name on her passport was Debbie but she tried to forget it until her return to Singapore) was wearing Indian clothes for the second day in a row. She had met the Princess Kira in the morning and prince Kyrhan's wife had complimented her for the elegance with which she was wearing her saree. It was far from simple for an England born white woman s...