He was thinking that perhaps he should have been paying more attention long ago? Mark Brown stood there behind a row of low bushes, looking over at the woman that just came out of the department store. She was dressed fit to kill, far too much cleavage for the middle of a weekday morning. Her overly high heels caused her breasts to sway with each step, he r...
My thanks once again to Blackrandl1958. This, like all my stories, is a work of fiction. I can almost guarantee that my references to the law, crime, and punishment will be met with criticism. That's okay. Most readers will enjoy it for what it is. *** She cheated for a reason ...She didn't want to go to jail I watched him unbutton my wife's blouse and p...
Warning: There is no-sex in this story. Chapter 1: Our Shadow There is nothing like a cold December morning to drive the last vestige of sleep from my body. My glasses fogged as soon as I opened the outer door. I bent forward to retrieve my handkerchief and my peripheral vision caught movement to my right, it was not close by, perhaps some forty feet away...
"You are one - hundred percent correct, John - your father was Liberal - AND your grandfather was a Liberal, too!" he stated emphatically - as if it were something to be proud of. He reaffirmed what I already knew - that I was the only logical male in our families recent history. Mr. Jensvold took a bite out of his sandwich, chewed it slowly then swallowe...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
My name is Emi Haneko Adams, a 26-year-old 4th generation American, half-Japanese on my mother's side and half-American on my father's side. My parents met at USC in the 1970s while my mother was an exchange student. With my "hapa" (half-Japanese) features, I was sought after during my teens and early 20s as a popular model in Japan, Hawaii, and California....
Oliver Stone looked up from his desk as his new secretary walked across the room and put something in his in tray. He wasn't a happy man. He had never had a personal secretary before and his expectations had been high. What he had wanted was someone young, smart and efficient to reflect his own image. What he had been given was a 43 year old lady who dressed...
Standard disclaimer; this is a serialized story, so if you haven't read the other parts up to now it won't make a lot of sense. Also for those who've been reading so far, the story takes a bit of a darker turn from here on, definitely moving into non-Consent territory, possibly branching into Erotic Horror. It doesn't get gory but like I said, definite ton...
Part one of this series is in Transsexuals and Crossdressers, "The Creation Of Shanna" might want to read it first. There isn't a lot of Bondage in this, mostly examples of domination and control. Enjoy the read. ............................................... Edie Montrose sat at her new[temporarily]desk, wondering what she had gotten into. This was a g...
Lily twisted her long hair up into a knot and fastened it on top of her head; long tendrils hung down in front of her ears highlighting her slim neck. "Ready to go?" Claxton asked from the doorway of her bedroom. Lily turned to face him and smiled; he was a good ten years older than her and was dressed in dark leather from head to heel. She knew her rich u...