Jack's attitude had suddenly changed. He was no longer the open-minded man that Helen had become used to. The urgent call from Harry had changed him. He became more protective and hostile and Helen was desperately fighting him off most of the time. He had a plan to remove the danger from her life that she did not agree with and Jack was adamant that it was t...
Relentless weeks of rehearsals followed and Peter slid into an easy routine of collecting Jennifer at her apartment, attending rehearsals and taking her back to his apartment for dinner and music. Working, learning lines and memorizing stage movements were delightful tasks and always they had something to discuss. Even so, Peter did not attempt to hold her...
Chapter Two: "Loss and Remembrance" A world dark and asleep. A world for Geoffrey, spread across the night and empty of people. There are always some people up and about, aren't there, even at the end of the evening? Not now and not here. Geoffrey drives along a parkway, watching the streetlights move by smoothly and quietly, one every few seconds, an endle...
This story builds to a climax chapter by chapter. You will enjoy it much more and it will make more sense if you read them in sequence and save Chapter 5 for last. * Larissa thought hard about what Kiki had said, during the long drive back to the city. She decided that Kiki was right. So what if Turner was obsessed with her pussy and they had both made ora...
Tushar could recollect every moment of that evening. In fact, that's exactly what he had done during the last couple of months. He had fought against the desire but in the end it had been too much to bear and he had taken the flight to Delhi. He didn't know whether she would agree or whether it was right to do this. They were such a nice couple...decent and...
Chapter 6: Hating the bad; loving the good "Go see Mistress Meiko and then get back here when she's through with you." Bowing, I silently acknowledged her order and drew the sheet over her body and left her lying on the massage table. I found Mistress Meiko sitting at her desk. Quietly, I entered and prostrated myself at the door entrance with arms extend...
All characters involved in sexual activities in this story are over 21 years of age. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is just coincidence. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The Small Sugar Bowl ***************************** It was a cool Friday afternoon when the last of my stuff was carried up to the new apartment that I h...
Author's Note: This story is a product of imagination not meant to hurt feelings of any individual or a group of individuals. If something befits somebody it is entirely coincidental and unintentional. Some readers may find the entire story or some parts of it not plausible. With apology I remind them that this is a piece of fiction. Besides the period of...
Chapter IV Wife to mistress in a few short steps I am Yamini, the fourth and last daughter of my parents. I have no brothers. I was born and brought up in Kumbakonam, a temple town in South India. My father is a clerk in a financer's office. He earns enough to meet our family's frugal life style. My sisters are all married. Their husbands are clerks too. A...
Our first sexual experiences were with each other when we were both eighteen. Today that would be unusual but in those days censorship was strict, the Internet didn't exist and DVDs hadn't been invented. I owned a small and very rickety old Ford car and I'd park it around the corner from where she lived and we would climb into the back seat. The first time...