This is a true story told to me by the lady described in the story. She is still married and her husband does not know any of this and probably never will. She has struggled with the events that occurred for a lot of reasons. * She knew it was wrong. She was happily married with two young children. Staying out drinking until 2am in the morning with a bunc...
"Why won't you just admit that I'm right and you are wrong?" What could I say to that? When she turns into a brat, there's just no sense in arguing, because no amount of logic can possibly penetrate the pride. Of course, I'm exactly the same way. I simply glared at her and stood tall. That's when I caught the hint of a wicked grin at the corner of her lips....
Is it wrong when I lie beside my sleeping wife, my thoughts filled with images of lust of another woman? My hand creeps down across my body and slips under the waistband of my boxers. My mind has now dressed her in a school girl costume to feed my fantasies, sending that first twitch into my cock. It lays dormant against my palm as I imagine her long dark ha...
I know that everybody wondered why one entire wall of my office was a mirror. I know there were people who proposed all sorts of silly reasons, chief among them the idea that I was so full of myself that I loved to sit at my desk and admire myself. But no one had ever guessed the real reason. Oh if they could only see me now. When Melody came to work for me...
Over the days that followed, as Sys grew stronger and they got to know each other, they danced around each other, not making eye contact, jumping whenever they inadvertently touched. "You can't be hungry again. You say you don't eat every day, and then you start scoffing down everything in sight that can't run away, and some things that can." Sys grinned....
The night was still early but with the combination of travelling, drinking on an empty stomach and the emotion of talking about my interest in crossdressing, I was exhausted. I suggested going to bed to which Mandy agreed. I stood behind her brushing my teeth wondering what was going to happen now my sordid secret was out. I caught Mandy's eye in the mirro...
Pierre had lost all track of time. His best guess was that months had now passed since his dinner with Catharine. He was no longer attached to the wall, this he had to be thankful for, and once he'd been released from the wall, he'd started marking what he considered to be days. But in his dark room, with no sense of morning or evening, days, weeks, months a...
After the hot gooey mess her Master's friend had left all over her face, Josie was led to the shower and washed properly. Her Master was careful and thorough. He made sure to wash and care for every part of her body. Afterwards, he fondled her gently. When Josie failed to orgasm. He dismissed her and she immediately jumped out of the shower and toweled off....
I ran into my room and slammed the door home behind me. Angry, I threw my backpack across the room, and watched it hit the wall and slide down. Walking slowly over to my bed, I sat down on the edge and tried to force myself to breathe. "Just breathe," I muttered to myself. Count to ten or something. I lay back on my bed and stared at the ceiling. Was there...
Note: The following story contains suggestions of incest... if incest isn't something you like, then don't read this novella. Joe gave her a warm smile as his hands began to lift her loose red T-shirt, eager to taste her breasts after waiting for so long. She had told him she wanted to wait until they were married, but Joe knew that it would only be a matte...