Saskia s Sweet Seduction 4
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“I saw Cynthia Larsen at the grocery store today. She told me Jack came home to run the family business while his brother, Jeff, recovers from his accident,” stated Brenda Johnson to her daughter, Laura.
“Jack?” asked Laura, as she suddenly decided to place a can of peas as deeply into the pantry as possible.
“Yes, Jack. You remember him, don’t you? He’s your husband, or your ex-husband. I’m not really sure which description is accurate. Is he still your husband?”
“Mom! You know I don’t like to talk about my problems with Jack. I don’t know if we’re still married or not. I never received any official document or notification concerning a divorce,” admitted Laura, reluctantly.
“You’ve never filed for a divorce, have you?” persisted Brenda.
“No, I haven’t,” replied Laura as she studied her shoes. “He’s the one who left. I thought he’d file.”
“Your situation is the strangest thing I’ve ever seen,” declared Brenda. “He left six years ago! In all that time, he’s never called, emailed or even wrote a letter. You can’t still love him after all he’s done to you. Or can you?”
Laura again turned her eyes downward but gave no response.
“Well, shit!” exclaimed her mother. “Don’t tell me you’re one of those women who accept abuse and even think you deserve it. He left you! This is on him, Laura. A man who abandons his wife without so much as an explanation deserves no consideration.
“Now that he’s in town, divorce his ass. He was a great guy when you married him. In fact, he was fine right up to the day he left. I liked him. He seemed responsible, considerate, hard working and devoted to you. Suddenly, he was gone! You’re still young. You should find a good man you can depend on and start a nice family.”
“I’ll make my own decisions, Mother. I’m 27, have a good job and live in my own house. I’m not a burden to you and Dad, so I’d appreciate it if you’d stop trying to run my life,” replied Laura.
“I just want you to be happy, Sweetheart. I don’t think you have been since the day Jack left. If he had loved you even a little bit, he never would have abandoned you like he did. He probably had a girlfriend.”
“No! Jack would never cheat! He’s not that way,” was Laura’s immediate response.
Laura’s quick and vehement response surprised her mother. Her daughter still defended the man who had packed up and left her in the middle of the night. How could she? Why would she? Laura had insisted they had not argued prior to Jack leaving, but she had never offered any information on what could have precipitated such a dramatic rift in their relationship. Brenda was certain Laura was not telling the complete story, and it was unlikely she ever would.
Laura Masterson didn’t sleep very well that night. She tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable, but sleep eluded her. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Jack looking back at her. He was the best looking man she had ever known. He was funny, relaxed and devoted to her, or at least he had been before she ruined everything.
Now he was back in Stone Ridge. Laura knew they were bound to cross paths at some point. After so many years, she still had no idea what to say to him. What could she possibly say? She knew how trite an apology would seem. There were no words to adequately describe the depth of her remorse. She had destroyed their relationship. It could never be the same. Her life wasn’t some kind of fairy tale. It was real, and it sucked.
Two days later, Laura was again visiting at her mother’s house when her younger sister, Kate, a senior at Ohio State, came in after work. She was a journalism major, consequently, she had a summer job at a local media group.
“I saw your husband today, Laura. He stopped in to place some ads. Are you interested in hearing about it?” asked Kate.
“If she isn’t, I am,” interjected the girls’ mother. “How did he look?”
“Well, if anyone was hoping he’d gone all to hell, they’d be pretty disappointed,” replied Kate with a slight grin. “He just might be the best looking man I’ve ever seen.”
“Really?” replied Brenda with arched eyebrows. “Can I assume he didn’t get fat or lose all his hair?”
“He was wearing a pocket tee shirt and jeans. He looked totally ripped from what I could see. Donna handled the ad, but I watched and listened from the next room. He never saw me,” added Kate.
“Did you hear him say anything?” asked Laura softly.
“Like what a dumb ass he was for leaving you? No, he just gave Donna the ad and paid her. His daughter is stunning, though” slipped in Kate as she watched her sister for her reaction.
“He has a daughter?” demanded Brenda, as Laura sat in stunned silence. “That’s why he left! He had some girl pregnant. You’re lucky to be rid of him, Laura.”
“I don’t think too many women would feel that way after seeing him in that tight shirt and jeans,” rejoined Kate. “He oozes sex appeal.
“Besides, his daughter looked too old to have been born after he left Stone Ridge. My guess would be she’s around 12 or 13,” revealed Kate.
“How could he have a daughter 12? He’s only 28 years old now. He would have had to have been 16 when he became a father. We know that didn’t happen,” reasoned Brenda as Laura remained silent.
“I heard him introduce the girl to Donna as his daughter. Her name is Kansas. The kid is gorgeous. She looks quite athletic and seems to be a Daddy’s girl.”
“Did Jack’s daughter have dark hair like him?” managed Laura.
“She’s a stunning blonde,” replied Kate as she watched her sister closely. “Whatever her ethnicity, it sure works for her.
“Oh! I just thought of something!” proclaimed Kate. “Since Jack is her father and you’re still his wife, you must be her stepmom, or something!”
“Kate! That was just plain mean,” scolded Brenda as Laura fled to the bathroom. “There’s something strange about all of this. I’ve a feeling it’ll all come out pretty soon. Secrets don’t usually last too long in a small town, although this one has survived six years.”
“Who was that pretty girl in the other room?” asked Kansas as she and Jack left the media group’s office. “She couldn’t take her eyes off you.”
“Remember I told you about how I was married years ago? She was my ex-wife’s sister, Kate. She must be about 22 by now. I guess she was surprised to see me.”
“Was your wife as pretty as her sister?” questioned Kansas.
“She was even prettier,” responded Jack with a small smile as he recalled Laura’s face. “She was absolutely beautiful.”
Kansas studied Jack’s face before speaking. “You really loved her didn’t you? Why did she cheat on you?”
“I wouldn’t have told you that if I had known we’d be moving back to Stone Ridge,” allowed Jack. “Please don’t mention that to anyone. Unless she told people, no one knows why we broke up. There’s no reason to hurt her now.”
“You’re something! You don’t want to hurt her after what she did to you? Most guys would want to choke her to death, but not you. She sure messed up a good thing, but I’m glad she did. I don’t know where I’d be or who I’d be with, if you hadn’t moved to Thompson and worked with my dad.”
“Yeah, he didn’t think it was so lucky at the time, but it worked out pretty well for me. I have the best daughter in the world now. It feels pretty good telling people you’re my daughter, even if Brian was your real father. We both know he was the best guy ever,” stated Jack with a sad smile.
“He told me I should call you Dad, if I felt okay doing it. You’re my father now, and I love you like you’re my real father. You never had to take me in, but you did. I was lucky we already had the same last name,” confessed Kansas.
“We were lucky Brian had enough warning to make plans. He was the one who insisted we start the adoption process. Having your father testify before he died about how he wanted you adopted by me really eliminated a lot of red tape.”
“I miss him a lot, but I love being your daughter. Is it okay to feel that way?” asked Kansas with sudden concern.
“That’s exactly what Brian wanted,” assured Jack. “He knew he wouldn’t be around to watch you grow into a beautiful and independent woman. He honored me when he asked if I’d become your dad. It was a no brainer.”
“You realize we’re going to have trouble finding a new mom for me if you’re already married,” pointed out Kansas. “Maybe we should meet with Laura and ask her if she’s divorced you.”
“Let’s wait on that,” cautioned Jack. “When I filled out the adoption papers, I stated I was married. Social services seldom looks kindly on single men adopting beautiful young women. Let’s get you in school and establish our position in the community. Once we’re sure no one’s going to cause trouble for us, we can approach Laura to get a copy of the divorce decree. We won’t be looking for a new mom before then, okay?”
“Sure, Dad. I understand. I just know they’ll be all kinds of women wanting to marry you. We just need to make sure we find one who’s right for both you and me. Not every woman will accept a daughter tagging along on dates” teased Kansas.
“Stop worrying about that. If a woman can’t fully accept you, she’ll have no chance with me,” promised Jack. “You’ll always be my daughter. Your kids will be my grandchildren. End of discussion.”
Kansas threw her arms around Jack and hugged him tightly. Jack was well aware how losing her mother as an infant and her father in the past year had caused her a great deal of anxiety. He had to constantly remind her he loved her dearly, and that he’d never abandon her.
Jack had explicitly told his mother what topics would be off limits when he and Kansas moved in with her. He was there to help run the family construction business and wouldn’t tolerate any meddling in his personal affairs. His mother, Janet, had readily agreed. Jack wondered about her quick acquiescence, but decided to say no more on the subject.
Jack was washing up in the bathroom when he overheard Kansas talking to his mother. “Grandma, we saw Laura’s sister, Kate. She’s really pretty. Do you think Laura is as pretty as her sister?”
Jack had to strain to hear his mother’s response. He knew she was trying very hard to avoid him hearing her. He had made it clear that Laura, her family and everything concerning Laura were taboo subjects.
“Sweetheart, Laura is a beautiful woman. She was pretty when she and Jack were married, but she’s matured into a confident, capable young woman. I don’t see her very often because of how things are between her and Jack, but she’s always been very polite to me.
“If it were up to me, those two would still be together and give you some brothers and sisters. It’s too bad it isn’t up to me. This is a subject I promised I wouldn’t discuss, so we’d better change the topic before your father hears us,” concluded Janet.
“Dad drove me past my new school this afternoon,” revealed Kansas as Jack walked into the room and took a seat at the kitchen table. “Their soccer field looked like it’s in great shape. I can’t wait to try out for the team. I saw online there would be tryouts next Tuesday afternoon.”
“I didn’t know you played soccer!” exclaimed Janet, but with less enthusiasm than Jack expected. In fact, the information seemed to trouble his mom.
“It’s my favorite sport. I was one of the better players on a traveling team back when we lived in Thompson. We went undefeated in ten matches,” boasted Kansas.
“She was far and away the best player on the team,” remarked Jack with a chuckle. “She’s just being modest.”
“That sounds wonderful,” praised Janet as she pondered whether she should tell Jack who the coach was. She hid her grin as she thought how that first practice would go and the shock Jack had in store. He was the one who insisted no one speak of Laura. She was just following his unreasonable demands and it appeared it might backfire on him.
Laura was listening to the mother of one of the girls as she watched the twenty or so girls kick soccer balls to each other. Her eyes were drawn to the tall blonde girl. Her footwork was flawless as she effortlessly dribbled the ball, bounced it from foot to foot, and easily fired it past the girl who had been their best goalie the previous year.
As soon as she was able to gracefully escape the small talk made by the loquacious mother, she strolled over to watch the blonde girl more closely. Sensing her presence, the girl stopped working the ball and swung to look into Laura’s eyes.
“Hi. I’m the team coach,” began Laura. “Everyone calls me Coach, or Coach Masterson. You look like you know your way around a soccer field.”
The girl’s jaw dropped as Laura spoke. She intently studied Laura from head to toe before finally speaking.
“Hello, Ma’am. I’m Kansas Masterson. I think my dad was your husband years ago. I really love soccer, but if you think it’ll be impossible to treat me fairly, I’ll understand and try field hockey. I don’t want to place you in a bad spot.”
By now, all of the girls had gathered closer to listen to the exchange. The new girl was Mrs. Masterson’s husband’s daughter! The two had obviously never met before!
Laura was taken completely by surprise when the girl explained she was Jack’s daughter. As she gathered her thoughts, she realized she should have guessed it from the description Kate had provided. The girl was extremely pretty and very athletic.
“Kansas, as you can tell, this is a bit of a surprise to me. I had no idea you were Jack’s daughter. Let me assure you that your play on the field, your effort in practice and your ability to fit in with the others on the team will determine your playing time. I have no reason to not be totally fair with you,” assured Laura.
As Laura spoke, the girl studied her face carefully. It was as if the girl was the one who would determine what their relationship would be. As Laura finished speaking, Kansas nodded her head slightly, as if in some sort of acknowledgement.
“Grandma Masterson knew you were the coach. She never said anything because of Dad’s rules,” revealed Kansas with a chuckle. “I can’t wait to see his face when I tell him you’re my coach.”
“Your father isn’t here, is he?” asked Laura as she quickly looked around the field.
“No, he’s running a backhoe this afternoon,” replied Kansas. “He’s been helping Uncle Jeff since he was hurt in an accident. He was right about you, though.”
Kansas turned and began to walk away when Laura called her name.
Kansas swung to face Laura again, only to have her move closer and speak softly into her ear. “What do you mean he was right about me? What did he say about me?”
Laura was terrified to hear the pretty girl’s response, but she hadn’t seen or heard from Jack in years. She was starved for information about him. If he still hated her, it was best she find out right away.
“Well, Coach,” whispered Kansas so only Laura could hear, “Dad said you were the most beautiful cheating slut he ever saw.”
Laura reacted as if the blonde girl had slapped her face. She gasped, dropped to her knees and burst into tears. Kansas had expected contempt, anger, embarrassment, or a combination of those emotions. Seeing how her words had devastated the woman caused Kansas to reconsider the entire situation.
She had hated Laura Masterson ever since she first heard the story of how she had cheated on Jack. In the process, Laura had nearly destroyed him. Kansas had made up her mind that if she ever got the opportunity, she’d tell the slut exactly what she thought of her.
Somehow, Laura Masterson didn’t fit the mental picture Kansas had created. She seemed to be liked and respected by the other girls. Kansas had noticed how popular the coach was within a few minutes of her arrival. Now the woman demonstrated actual despair over the words Kansas had spoken. They were the exact words she had promised herself she’d use if she ever met the woman who had hurt Jack so deeply.
Kansas felt no pleasure in her revenge. She walked slowly over to sit on the bench and wait for her inevitable dismissal.
“What did you say to Coach Masterson?” demanded a woman Kansas guessed to be the team’s late arriving assistant coach. She scanned a list of names on her clipboard. “What’s your name?”
“I’m Kansas Masterson. I’m sorry if I caused a problem,” apologized Kansas.
“Masterson?” repeated the stunned woman. “Are you related to Jack Masterson?”
“He’s my dad,” asserted Kansas with an attitude she hoped seemed like pride.
“I think you’d better leave,” advised the woman. “Coach Masterson is a wonderful woman. She sure doesn’t need to be reminded of her deadbeat husband every day on the soccer field.”
Kansas simply nodded and turned toward the gate. She was about to leave the playing area when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Kansas swung around in surprise only to be enveloped in a hug from the sobbing Laura Masterson.
“I’m so sorry, so sorry,” was all the woman could manage over and over as she clutched Kansas.
Uncertain how to react, Kansas simply remained still as Laura gradually regained control of her emotions. Her sobbing eventually stopped. Once again, the other girls were gathered around as they watched the scene in fascination.
“Your father is a fine man. Please stay and join the team,” managed Laura. “If you’re anything like Jack, you’ll be a great addition. I promise I’ll never get all emotional on you again. Come back, please?”
Kansas found herself being led back to the bench area by Coach Masterson. Once they reached the bench, Laura turned her around to face the other girls.
“There’s no use denying I pretty much broke down a few minutes ago. I want you to understand why. This is Kansas Masterson. Her father is my ex-husband. Having her suddenly appear shook me badly. I haven’t seen her father in six years. Even though I knew he was back in Stone Ridge, I was still surprised to find Kansas here today.
“I want all of you to treat Kansas kindly. None of this drama was her fault. It would be wrong to blame her.”
Looking directly at Kansas, Laura then asked a question the answer to which she dreaded. “Is your mother here somewhere? I’d like to meet her and compliment her on what a lovely daughter she has.”
“Mom died when I was three,” replied Kansas with some emotion. “It’s just me and Dad. I apologize for being rude earlier. Dad will ground me for being such a witch. I’m sorry, Coach Masterson.”
Laura’s head was spinning as she considered Kansas’ words. Her mother had died when she was three? How was that possible? That was about ten years ago. Jack was still in high school at that time. She decided it was a puzzle for another time.
“We started out on the wrong foot,” replied Laura. “Let’s start over. I’m Coach Masterson and you’re Kansas. Let me go over my team rules and expectations with everyone. Then we’ll start practice.”
At the end of practice, Kansas climbed into her grandmother’s SUV for the ride home. “How was your first practice, Dear?”
“It went pretty well,” declared Kansas. “The girls were all nice to me and some of them are pretty good players. I think we’ll have a good team.”
“That’s nice,” replied Janet before asking about the coach. “How did you like the coach? I hear she’s pretty good.”
“Why don’t you just ask what you really want to know, Grandma?” replied Kansas with a smile.
“Okay! How did you get along with Laura? Was she surprised to find out who you were?” asked Janet. “Did you like her?”
“Well, she was nicer than I thought she’d be. She still gets pretty emotional about Dad, and it’s been like six years.”
“Jack never told anyone why he left her. I don’t know how much he told you, but they were a beautiful young couple. They seemed so much in love. Then one night, Jack got in his truck and drove away,” recounted Janet. “I don’t think he ever spoke to Laura again. I’ve heard she doesn’t know why Jack left.”
“She can’t put this on Dad!” exclaimed Kansas fiercely. “She knows exactly why Dad left. She drove him away. He’s not the bad guy in this!”
“Okay, I guess Jack has talked to you about it,” reasoned Janet. “I’m glad to hear Jack didn’t just run out on Laura without reason. Can you tell me why he left?”
“Only Dad, or Coach, can explain it to you. I promised Dad I’d never tell anyone,” replied Kansas.
Dinner was waiting for Jack when he got home. After cleaning up, he sat at the table and asked Kansas how her soccer went as he speared a pork chop.
“It started out a little rough,” admitted Kansas as Janet watched closely. “Coach seemed upset when I told her my name. We had a little discussion. Everything was smoothed over in the end.”
Jack noticed his mother twitch as Kansas succinctly described her day. He knew it was a sure indication there was more to the story. “Is your coach a friend of Laura’s? I should have considered that possibility. Do you think you’ll get a fair shake?”
“Laura Masterson is my coach, Dad.”
Jack was speechless for a full minute as his mind worked to consider the ramifications of Kansas’ declaration. He realized he had made a mistake in not finding out more about Laura’s current situation.
Jack’s mother was smiling broadly when Jack turned to look at her. She was still able to read her son’s face and she knew what conclusion he had reached.
“Mom, can you tell Kansas and me more about Laura? It seems we’ll be having contact with her on a regular basis,” admitted Jack, reluctantly.
“Well, it’s so nice of you to ask ... finally. Laura is a middle school math teacher at Stone Ridge. She has coached soccer for three years. They lost only two matches last year. She’s still single, or married to you, depending on what rumor you choose to believe. The consensus is her husband cut and run one dark and stormy night, probably because he had a girlfriend on the side.”
“That’s not true! Dad never cheated on that...”
“Kansas! What did I tell you about that kind of talk?” interrupted Jack. “I expect you to speak and behave in a respectful manner when you’re around Laura. Please don’t do anything I have to apologize to her for,” insisted Jack. “That would be awkward, to say the least.”
Jack noticed how Kansas’s face flushed red as she quickly looked down at her plate. He drew a deep breath before speaking. “What did you do, Kansas? How bad was it?”
“I may have called her a pretty bad name, but I apologized to her!” added Kansas immediately. “I think we’re fine now. She treated me like any of the other girls during practice.”
“Exactly what did you say?” asked Jack as he cursed himself for telling Kansas the reason for his failed marriage.
“I need to whisper it to you. Grandma shouldn’t hear it. I know it was wrong, but it just came out. I’m really sorry, Dad.”
Kansas stood and walked closer to Jack and whispered in his ear. Janet wasn’t able to hear what the girl told Jack, but his reaction made it obvious he wasn’t happy.
“Kansas, I told you something in confidence and you failed to keep it in confidence,” complained Jack as he worked to contain his annoyance. “This puts me in a very uncomfortable position. I expect you to learn from this mistake.”
“I was sorry as soon as I said it,” responded Kansas contritely. “It hurt her a lot more than I expected,” admitted Kansas. “I forgot to tell you that she told the girls that you’re her ex-husband. We can find a new wife for you now.”
Laura had been an emotional mess. She struggled to behave normally to make it through the team practice. She was thankful she lived alone as she sat in her favorite chair and cried off and on for several hours.
School was still two weeks away, but practice for fall sports had begun. While she didn’t have to get up early to teach class, she still needed to prepare for soccer practice. As she drove to the school the next afternoon, she told herself it would be a much easier day. Yesterday’s drama wouldn’t be repeated.
Then she almost collided with Jack Masterson as she hurried to the back of her SUV to remove the team equipment!
“Hello, Laura. Do you have a minute? I’d like to apologize to you.”
“I ... I guess,” replied Laura even as the thought of Jack having to apologize to her seemed ludicrous. “Is there a problem?”
“Kansas told me what she said to you yesterday. That was wrong. I’ve tried to raise her better than that. Part of it is my fault. I never should have told her why we separated. She and my cousin Brian are the only two people I’ve ever told,” Jack assured Laura. “She’s young and she felt the need to hurt you.”
Laura couldn’t help but notice how great Jack looked in a plain cotton tee shirt and jeans. His stomach was flat and the muscles in his chest stretched the fabric covering it. His arms were muscular and defined.
He was wearing his hair longer than she remembered. She had to admit it looked good. His jaw line was strong and his smile infectious. He was a very good looking man in a very masculine way.
“She didn’t say anything that wasn’t true. We both know that, Jack, unless you don’t think I’m beautiful. That was the only part anyone could dispute,” replied Laura as she wiped stray tears from her cheeks.
“I don’t want you to suffer now for something that happened six years ago,” responded Jack. “It’s over and done. We’ve both moved on. It’s time to bury the past and look ahead.”
“Over and done?” repeated Laura. “That sounds simple enough. We’ll just act like we were never in love, never were married and I never fucked that asshole. This should work fine,” managed Laura before tears began streaming down her cheeks.
Jack wanted to take Laura in his arms and hug her to his chest, but worried he’d be sending the wrong message. Unable to come up with any idea how to handle the sobbing woman, he simply stood close by and watch.
As he waited, he had time to study his former wife. Her legs were tanned and strong. Her ass looked a little smaller and tighter than he remembered. Laura wore her hair in a ponytail. It allowed Jack to see the curve of her jaw and her slender neck. She was still the most beautiful woman he had ever known.
Laura finally gained control. She looked into Jack’s eyes and spoke softly. “I’m sorry, Jack, for so many things. I was a damn fool when I slept with that asshole. I was just as wrong when I allowed everyone to think you left me for no reason.
“I kept hoping you’d come back and forgive me. Telling people what a dumb bitch I was would only have made our reconciliation more difficult. You never came back and I never told anyone the truth. You were gone and I was living here, so I took the easy way out. I let people blame you.
“I’ll tell everyone the truth. You don’t deserve nasty comments or the contempt of people in the community. I forced you to leave. I know a man like you will never be able to accept my actions. You’ll never take me back. I wouldn’t even take me back. I don’t deserve forgiveness.”
“Laura, I’m fine with the way things are. I haven’t experienced any blowback for leaving. I’m sure people naturally thought I was a jerk to bail on such a beautiful woman. They’re as likely to question my sanity as my character,” Jack wise cracked.
“You were always a gentleman,” marveled Laura as she faced him. “Your daughter is a delightful girl. I don’t blame her for saying what she did. Please don’t be too hard on her. I think she’s going to be my star player.”
“It was nice to see you and clear the air,” replied Jack. “We’ll be seeing each other a lot with Kansas on your team. I hope we can get along without any drama. I have to tell you that you’re even more beautiful than you were when we were married.”
“Thank you, kind Sir,” responded Laura. “You look like you’ve put on a few pounds, mostly in your arms and chest. I never thought of you as chiseled before, but the term fits you now. Thanks for taking time to settle things a little between us.”
Jake noticed there were around a dozen girls hanging off to the side watching him speak with their coach. He was keeping Laura from her duties, so he nodded and went back to his truck to leave.
“That was Kansas’s father?” gasped a red headed girl to her friends. “He’s a hunk! My dad’s going bald and has a big belly. He looks a lot older than Mr. Masterson, too.”
“Why would Coach Masterson ever dump him?” wondered another girl. “My mom has been looking for a new husband since her divorce. Maybe I’ll tell her about Kansas’s dad.”
Laura had a standing invitation to stop at her parents’ house for dinner during soccer season. Her mom always had dinner on the table shortly after practice was over. Her mother had begged off making dinner the previous evening because she had bridge club, but the family was together for dinner the second night of practice.
“How’s the team looking,” asked her father as he helped himself to the potatoes. “Are the girls going to do as well as last year?”
“It looks like I’ll have the best team yet,” allowed Laura as she considered how much she should reveal about Jack and Kansas.
“Your best player is back again, right Sis?” asked Kate. “I know she had another year before she went into high school.”
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Chapter One: Jaivon Johnson As I crossed the square from the Casimir Inn, on the south side of Pulaski Square, to the General’s Café on the north side, I shuddered as the big brute of a landscaper, Caleb, rose up from a flowerbed and glowered at me. He too? Would he too make me bend to his will as if by right?—not that I deserved better. But then I saw that he was looking beyond me, at Miz. Muriel standin’ at the service door of the hotel. Lookin’ at her like he’d like to eat her up. Still not...
Introduction to Story flow: Order of the R.E.D(Royal Eldritch Draconum) Council of the 2's(each seat on the council is taken by a joined couple, there are 6 seats total that report directly to Sovereign): Military & Cleric branch: Elder Vanquisher Samarah and Fey-Sylph Donovan. Logistics(Supply and Transportation): Elder VIvica and Emanuel. Order of the Grigori:(responsible for protection of His Eminence lair's): Commander's Jericho and Samantha. Sovereign Living Bulwark:(Ascension beings*...
FantasyHot candlewax and cold steamTwo different thingsThat blends together like sugar and teaWhen your cold kiss hits my hot lipsMy angry fire dies downAnd the world will never defeatHot candlewax and cold steamEvery word oozed out of the singer like honey hitting a spoon, as she mesmerized the crowd in that penthouse with her angelic voice that was only accentuated by hair white as snow, but skin as young as a freshly bloomed rose and hazel colored eyes that was covered by a 24 karat ruby red mask....
Hello everybody. I’ve been a fan of ISS for quite some time and I love to read stories about sex starved housewives or single women. It has been my fantasy to share bed with ladies specially married ones. The story I’m going to narrate is a fiction and bear with me for any writing mistakes. Reach out to me at , if you find the story pleasurable. I’m Milesh from Noida. I’m 29; 5’10” and having normal build up. I joined a MNC in Noida in October last year and with the help of my office colleague...
TASK FORCE An Author’s Note: The twentieth story in what has become a year of tales on June second. The last one for the foreseeable future. An admitted amateur, the flowing of the telling of my stories more important to me then the proper punctuation of English, I’d be the first to admit to the briefest of proof readings and probably more comma’s then periods. Actually virtually all my tales are typed in a matter of hours with open endings, usually not even planned out until I sit...
He had been walking for quite a while now, the rain showing no signs of letting up. The last week he had felt weaker and weaker. He guessed he was getting sick, but it didn't seem to matter. As long as he still had the strength to move he would. The autumn had finally arrived, the leafs changing colors, and the shrill cries from the birds migrating troubled him, creating a wild longing in him too. Even without any clear goal for his travel, and of lately without much money too, making him...
We arrived at my new duty station in Juneau, Alaska in 1966. There was no military base, just a small detachment of communications specialists. The detachment consisted of one commanding officer and a dozen or so enlisted personnel headquartered in the federal building. My wife, Dot and I were both 28 years old and looking forward to a new assignment and new faces. Transfers always meant we left good friends behind, but that's life in the military. You could only hope to meet up with your...
Wife LoversAlaska was not what I expected. It was a beautiful place, not the frozen wasteland I envisioned. The capitol city is isolated except by boat or air. There are no roads in or out, just 18 miles of highway north and 5 miles south on the edge of the salt water channel. It's a nice little city with a lot of nice people. Seems the long winters are made for basketball and partying. Beside the many popular night spots in the area, like The Red Dog Saloon, one of our favorite hangouts in town...
Dee had gotten used to the sunshine in Southern California, and over the course of her six years at UCLA; she'd developed a golden tan which complimented her brilliant blue eyes. So, it was the sunshine she missed during her school breaks in Port Lions, Alaska. She would miss the glorious Californian sunshine forever now that she'd graduated.All of her life, she'd lived in the tiny rural fishing community of Port Lions. Her father was a successful wilderness/tour guide and Mom spent her days...
Alaskan Extremeby PoppcornChapter 1 - Jack?s PlanIt was time. He needed to get a girl before winter set in. Until now, his entire focus had been on improving his large cabin, getting it equipped for Her; even making it entirely self-sufficient, and completely off the grid. He wanted no traceable links to mainstream society.The transformer panel from the solar panels and the wind mills he had bought and installed produced a satisfactory hum as daytime power was accumulated. ?Power, sewage,...
Her Ok, I admit it. I wanted a son. My first and only child was a girl. However, one minute after she was born, I was holding my daughter in my arms, and she instantly became the light of my life. I loved her completely from that point on. After Mary’s rough pregnancy, I had a vasectomy. We had agreed it was for the best, and I did not want her to have to take pills all the time. I also admit that I raised my daughter as a boy. Ok, my wife Mary, and I raised her with me just adding a bit of...
Maris lived in Nebraska on a farm in Nebraska. Maris was a pretty 18 year old red head and I was fucking her. She still lived at home with her parents and they did not like me because I was fifteen years older than her and divorced. Slowly but surely I was introducing her to some and she seemed to enjoy every new thing that I did with her.Saturday I picked her up to go to the park for a picnic in Omaha. She packed some fried chicken and potato salad. She looked so pretty in her blue skirt and...
EroticHere's another story inspired by a comment somebody made to the List. My thanks to Steve Zink for his help with the editing of it. Any resemblence to a classic TV show that featured Rod Serling as host is deliberate. A warning. There is a scene in part 3 that involves child molestation. As the father of the victim of such an act in my real life, I -- well, let's just say that it happened over 10 years ago, and I still want to perform a radical orchidectomy on the kid who did...
Traci couldn't be happier. Here she was on her dream vacation in a place she had always wanted to visit. And now she was with a man who was showing her his dream world. A man who was showing her how to live in this exotic land of ice and snow. And a man who, she was finding out, was making her pulse quicken and her pussy leak! Mark rose from his place on the couch and stood in front of Traci. Holding out his hand, she took it smiling shyly. "Thank you," she said. He helped her to stand, pulling...
BDSMI danced pirouettes around my apartment as I dreamed of finally being alone with Miss Kimberly. It had been almost two years since I had been with anyone outside of Zoom. Now I had a date! A chance to look another woman in the eye.A chance to violate social distance in the most intimate way. A chance to kneel before a senior Dominatrix and offer myself in servitude. These were things I craved with all my heart.The moment seemed almost too good to be true. I had met Miss Kimberly while doing my...
Lesbian"Sorry, k**do, but there's a 'no k**s allowed' rule at this party," said my dad shaking his head, almost managing to look like he was truly upset on my behalf. "Not my rule, it's Jim and Gina's, it's an adults only kind of thing.""I see," I replied, raising an eyebrow slightly and crossing my under over my breasts. "And the fact that I am 19 now means what, exactly? When do I get to lose this 'k**' status?"My dad smiled at me. He was a tall, broad, good looking guy. Perhaps there was a bit too...
“God damn it to bloody pussy hell! We’re going to run out of Rocky Road ice cream! That’s the best seller! I’d like to pluck every hair out of the dyke’s pussy responsible for such an oversight!” said an overweight diesel dyke lesbian wearing bib overalls over a red flannel shit. Her name was Jill or JJ. She was a loud mean commie pinko Trotsky lover. She actually looked like Leon Trotsky without the beard. JJ DID have a slight little Trotsky Moustache. She had a Masters degree in...
So it was the summer when we were about to be freshmen. We woke up real early and decided to ride our bikes. So after about five hours of riding we decided it was time to take a break. We had packed a lunch and so we stopped by the river to eat it. I was 13. a somewhat atheletic body. Peircing blue eyes and trimmed brown hair. Cody was 15. He had a real atheletic body. Soft smooth skin, green eyes, and shaggy black/brown hair. Needless to say the was gorgeous. And all of the ladies...
I was sitting at home wondering what I would be doing for Halloween. I could go to my friend's house, he's having some lame "scary movie" party with our usual gang of troublemakers. I could go to the local cruise scene and drive up and down the road watching others do the same. Unfortunately, I couldn't go to the costume party my dad's company was having because I was a bit young, I'm 18 years old and there would be alcohol there. I really wanted to go to this party, just for the sheer fact of...
We arrived at my new duty station in Juneau, Alaska in 1966. There was no military base, just a small detachment of communications specialists. The detachment consisted of one commanding officer and a dozen or so enlisted personnel headquartered in the federal building. My wife, Dot and I were both 28 years old and looking forward to a new assignment and new faces. Transfers always meant we left good friends behind, but that’s life in the military. You could only hope to meet up with your...
My husband Tom and I are sexually adventurous. I did not realize how adventurous though until this past Halloween. Let me start by saying we are swingers. I have never liked the term, but it still best describes the lifestyle we like to participate in. It particularly is easiest to use the term for people not familiar with the culture. I am forty-four years old, and Tom is forty-five. We have been married for twenty-four years, and together for twenty-seven. We started dating when I was...
IncestSo, there I was,over at the car park at Kilbirnie Loch,on my knees,wearing my red latex head mask,black pvc mini dress and my favourite black patent knee high lace up boots,oh and my tight short black pvc gloves.The hook up guy I had arranged to meet there was in front of me with his hard cock in his hand and rubbing his cock head all over my rubber covered face,smearing his pre cum onto my mask,felt so good,feeling his hard but soft cock head rubbing on my face.It was just after midnight and...
I'm writing to tell you all about the affair I have been having for the past couple years now. I am married now and my wife knows nothing of it. I should feel bad for it, but I don't and in this story, I'll explain why. It all started about eight years back while I was dating a woman who was really into swinging. We had dated for a while and had hooked up with lots of couples, but one in particular stuck. It was when we had met Bill and Rachel. My girlfriend and I were on a sex...
My name is Jax, and this is my story ‘Babe, the brochure came through. Get your ass here now!’ I made my way to the dinner table, where Hank was sitting, excitedly waiting for me. ‘Jax, look, here it is’ I took the brochure from Hank’s grip and gave it a look. The heading of the brochure read: ‘Magnificent Mauritius, Dubai: shopping paradise, or, Icey-Alaska! The world is your oyster.’ I felt rather amused at the luck Hank and I had been handed. The prospect of visiting one of three beautiful...
Let’s recap last year’s basketball season I fucked my k**’s AAU basketball coach in his hotel room in Cincinnati twice and then in my martial bed at home, watched two hot porno videos in the same martial bed with him and told him they’re my fantasy fucks (one gloryhole & one gangbang), also I’ve fucked one of the refs at a tournament and I’m pretty sure pics and a short video are circulating among the other 11 refs from the tournament of me fucking. Not sure how the team did ha-ha but I did...
"They want us to come." Dave looked up from his laptop and blinked. He'd been too immersed in writing yet another report to do more than say hi when Jennifer had come home. She'd met their friend Jen for dinner while he'd spent the evening in and tried furiously to catch up with work. Or more precisely, not fall further behind. "Come where?" "To the swingers' club. We did say we'd help them find another couple to play with." Dave let out a small sigh. He hit Control-S and closed...
While I was in my mid-forties my k** was turning 15 and playing basketball having had a growth spurt when 14 he was tall and also quite talented with a basketball we found out. The k** was invited to play on a summer league team (AAU) and a local high school team; these teams traveled around to large cities and played in sponsored tournaments. Our schedule April through July involved traveling to cities just about every weekend to play in these tourneys. It was a fun time; I liked the travel...
This was the last game of the over-30 women's basketball league. Our teamhad done pretty well, and if we won this game we would be in the playoffs.Our opponents were in the same situation and wanted to win just as badly.Unlike a lot of out-of-control men's games, the women usually take itpretty easy, but with the playoffs on the line everybody seemed to beplaying a little harder and rougher than usual.It was near the end of the game and we were down by one, and I had the balland was trying to...
So it was a Tuesday and I was at school in the gym playing a game of basketball it was my first time and damn I sucked. I missed every single shot I made and I could barely dribble without losing control of the ball dammit! I was the worst basketball player ever I looked so bitchy out there in my gym shorts with my pale white boy legs and pale white arms and black hair about past my ears yes I'm emo. So as we were leaving the gym before i could get out the door my old black coach walked up to...
GayOne day I went to the park to play some bball with some of my friends, I was running late because I had overslept. I quickly threw on some shorts and a tank top, my friends had this… One day I went to the park to play some bball with some of my friends, I was running late because I had overslept. I quickly threw on some shorts and a tank top, my friends had this very funny idea that they were going to blow up my voicemail and text messages, I was supposed to be there around 3-3:30pm, I...
TeenageMy name is Amunet, sometime of Thebes but originally, and yet again, of Avaris, the great Hykos principal city on the delta of the life-giving River Nile in the years of Khyan the Great’s reign and the glorious afterward. My mistress and sister wife is truly gone now, and I feel that someone should tell the story of Kara and her mask and of the glory of the Hykos kingdom over that of the hapless Egyptians. It was my good fortune to have been raised with and eventually to have served the great...
"You are cordially invited to the 87th Masquerade." The gold script on the parchment went on to list time, date and place. But it was the word "masquerade" that she dwelt on. Angela had loved the costumes at Halloween as a child, and the few costume parties she had gone to at college had been tremendous fun. Masquerade just made it sound so much more elegant and mysterious. She circled the calendar and began making plans to attend.Angela poured over various magazines and catalogues looking for...
Oral SexI met her while running along the lake. It was cold, especially in March at six in the morning when it's still dark and the north wind whistles off the lake can chill your bones. But a northern girl knows how to dress for winter and I was sick of being stuck indoors, sick of being alone, sick of the damned virus, and a world that had just plain shut down.I needed exercise, I needed to keep in shape, needed to keep the weight off and keep myself lovely for my Mistress. I had to find a way to...
LesbianIt was a hot summers evening in June, as Trace was travelling in a black Mercedes heading towards a party at Pentillie Castle, hidden away in the Cornish countryside, for a special event known as the “White Ball” thrown by Erotica for people in the industry. Her car neared a large set double gate hidden in the rolling country side, the driver stopped, and gave Trace’s name at the gate, the large gates opened displaying an endless gravel drive way with rows of giant trees either side like...
Masked Hero Mind-Swap by Throne "I'm really glad you accepted me as your sidekick, Shadow Cape," the young woman said. "Just keep in mind that this is only a probationary trial," the tall costumed figure told her. "And please just call me Shadow." "Don't worry," she said. "I won't let you down... Shadow." He wasn't so sure about that. The female who called herself Yellow Bird was only eighteen, with no experience in the hero business. While he boasted enhanced strength and...
Luckily, tonight's match will only be in front of a small crowd. I'm standing before the locker room's floor-length mirror, making sure every blade of my cropped, fire-red hair is gelled into place, tightening my wrist and ankle wraps so that Rhea won't have a chance to snap my joints while we're rolling around the ring. The concrete floor is cool against my feet, and I hop on my toes a few times to keep the blood flowing.My girlfriend, Kai, walks in with a handful of masquerade masks. I have...
LesbianJust before that in Beach Park Illinois Jimmy Craktcorn burped because he had just eaten a large, thin-crust pizza with cheese, sausage, pepperoni, onions, anchovies and mushrooms. It was yummy, and the toppings were just what Jimmy Craktcorn liked on a pizza. Soon, Jimmy Craktcorn cut a fart that stank so bad it smelled like something crawled up his ass and died. "Dude" said Jimmy Craktcorn to no one “That stank so bad it smelled like something crawled up my ass and died. I’d...
Later in Antioch Illinois, Richard G was thinking about a girl at the office named Wendy L. The recollection of Wendy L sexually stimulated Richard G in such a way as to cause his penis to become erect. Richard G wondered if Wendy L wore a thong with low rise styling and a flat curved waistband for comfort. Richard G wondered if Wendy L would opt for the really low five and a half inch rise and the stretch lace, silky, semi-sheer tanish thong which were actually a color called...
I’m the new basketball mom for the AAU team I tell my husband, he says you sure you want to do that it’s a lot of work buying stuff and serving snacks making reservations for the team in hotels all that stuff I’m pretty sure coach’s wife used to do it and hated it. Oh it’s our k**s’ last year and if I don’t like it I won’t do it next year, next year he says you are crazy ok let see how it goes. Duties weren’t that bad I would pick up fruit and drinks give coach the receipt and he would pay me,...
Hello friends this is Nitin from Ambala my email id is ab ka time waste na karte huye mai story pe aata hu Jo ki mere or mere basketball maam ke bich ki hai. Mai school student hu age 18 good looking 5’9 height, land 6″ ka hai baat abhi se kuch mahine pehle ki jab humare school me ek function tha jisme babut bade2 Log aane wale the or wo function sham 7 baje start hone wala tha sabhi log aa gaye the or 11 baje tak function bhi thik tarike se ho gaya. Jis jagha pe function ho raha tha wo mere...
hi frnds im raj, from chennai. i want to share my incestous sexual relationship with my beautiful sister paddy with u guys. now let me expain about my sis, she is mediaum height girl but because she is an basketball player she has an excellent athletic body with good well shaped boobs. she used to represent her college in basketball and later even represented college team.she is just 2yrs younger to me and we share a very good rappore between us.in college i was also part of mens vollyball...
Incest"Still think you can kick my butt in basketball?" I was staring down at this scantily clad college chick in a bikini, sun bathing by my pool. When I came home early from work I had no idea that my daughter, Debbie, would be visiting from her nearby college. She had occasionally come and used the pool, but it was rare for us to cross paths. As I stared down at her womanly form, she sat up and explained that she was home for the weekend. "Basketball?" I asked distractedly. She smiled...
Hey my name is Lachy; I am originally from a country town in Australia. My dad got offered a new job in the city so I have just moved. I am 18 and not very tall (bout 5’7). I have brown hair, tanned skin and blue eyes with an average body. I am very insecure. Not emo though just an average 18 year old, that’s been persuaded to exercising more from my friend Josh. Josh is shorter than me and has a little bit more muscle than me too. He is the common sports man, footy in winter and Basket ball in...
GayIn the far reaches of the fifth dimension the pocket reality defied many things; reason, reality, fantasy… A realm home to beings capable of changing the laws of reality at the snap of a finger, in such a world anyone could have or do whatever they wanted really. But for one pans-dimensional imp it all summed up in one word. "BORING!" Floating aimlessly like a party balloon in his home lair which looked like a lovely condominium overlooking a shattered cosmic event, Mr. Mxyzptlk sighed at the...
This is an excerpt from a book I have been writing, Feedback would be appreciated. Rinsing her hand’s, she turned to face him, staring up wondering what was next. His hand’s caressing the bare flesh of her sides beneath his T-shirt. Picking her up beneath the arms, she instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips as he supported her full weight. As he walked her to his bed she stared up at him wanting desperately to know what was he thinking? He bent over steeply preventing her legs from...
My husband didn’t get laid for the month of August I called it blow job August, I had to let my pussy return to normal from the beating those two black bulls put on it in those four days at the end of July, hubby didn’t seem to mind as I sucked him off at least four times a week. Three months passed without running into coach or hearing anything about basketball, November signaled the start of high school ball. The week after Thanksgiving on Tuesday we had a home game at the high school gym,...
I slept sound that night till around 9am the next morning close to 12 hours, Biggie really wore me out. The next day a bus took parents and team to King’s Island for some R & R. We got there early as the park opens an hour early for the teams in the tournament and everyone had a blast riding rides and walking around, at noon we had a big pizza party. Around 1:30 the team split up in click groups and took off into the park with plans for dinner at 7 we were to meet at a designated spot so...
The crowd cheered profusely as the Francis Marion High School Swampfoxes dominated the opposing team. The home team had been led by the five-foot-eleven-inch junior Anton Jones. The slender point guard ended the night with a triple double – 21 points, 11 steals, & 12 assists. The scouts loved him and he loved them. He was being looked at seriously by numerous Division One colleges and he had designs on the University of Kentucky. His parents were steadfast Apostolic Christians and told he...
Pam and her father, Steve, had been lusty lovers since her early teen years. Their relationship would have amazed many who knew them, but who did not realize the intimacy of their lives together. For those who participated with them in the sex swap group, nothing would have surprised them. Those who only knew Pam and Steve on the surface, saw a loving father and daughter like you'd see in any family. Those who participated in the swap group knew what they'd seen during Pam's cherry busting...
My best friend, Brook, and I were at basketball camp with our new coach. Our coach was named Lori and she was 5'10, long blonde hair, great tan, beautiful smile, and the sexiest green eyes. Brook approached me and told me that she thought the coach was very attractive, but I really didn't pay that much attention. Practice was running smooth and perfect, at the end she let us go 20 minutes early. All the girls were out of the gym in five minutes and all that was left was Brook, Lori, and me....
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