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The Proposal Chapter 3

I called Jack’s office and said, “I’m Jason Alexander, one of Jack’s clients. I’d like to talk with him please.”“I know who you are,” a woman replied. “He’s in the field today. He’ll give you a call or I can set an appointment.”“How about both? There are some papers I want him to read that are critical in my case.”“Does tomorrow at one work for you?”“Yes, perfect.”“Oh, and one more thing, Mr. Alexander… I’m fully aware you hired Denny, and I also know you’re going through some tough times in...

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Wimp Loses To Young Black Boss Ch 1

A True Story.At the age of 49, Myron felt that he had reached a certain degree of success in both his professional and personal life. He had worked diligently throughout his academic and business careers to be in the position he now was. He had put the failures of his past love life far behind him, and he was now going on his 14th year with this corporation. Myron had provided his beautiful wife of 14 years with a beautiful 5-bedroom home in the burbs and all the luxuries that his six-figure...

Summer Cockbuster Part 3 A Summer to Member

I was catching up with my old high school buddy Jeff. We hadn't seen each other since two summers ago, when we had gone to a movie together - and ended up sucking each other off in the back of the theater.Now seeing each other for the first time in a long time, we'd just started to watch a movie on the couch at his house, but we didn't get far into it. Almost immediately, we took turns blowing each other. Then, as he came back from the kitchen with beers, his dick swaying temptingly as he...

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Debbie Does Rudolph

Debbie recoiled in disbelief after her gal pal of many beers sucker punched her in the tit.“This is NOT a thing,” Debbie blurted, berating her drinking bud while rubbing the side of her breast. “You don’t punch Mrs. Claus in the fucking tit. Ever!”“I disrespectfully disagree, you silly twat. This has always been a thing,” Olive reminded her long-time confidante. “Ever since we hooked and crooked our way through college. Say or do stupid shit - get a boot to the box or a fist to the tit. And...

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The Adventures of Cheryl and Karen Chapter 1 Worshiping at the Altar

Chapter 1: Worshiping at the Altar Karen and I knelt obediently at the foot of the bed and watched intently as master assaulted mistresses ass from behind. Mistress was moaning loudly from the brutal fucking she was receiving. Master had a massive cock. He had to have been 11 inches long with a cock head the size of a large racquetball. Karen and I had our mouths open as wide as our eyes as we watched their sex. I leaned over and whispered into Karen's ear, "How do I take a cock at...

Awakening on Titwhistle Lane CH 08

Stephanie Sizemore paced from their kitchen to living room and back again, biting her nails and thinking. She'd hardly slept the night before; fighting through fitful dreams of uncontrollable climaxes and having to explain herself to the police. For a moment, she paused and wrinkled her forehead in obvious distress – the police – what if I Connie tells someone? The very thought of having to explain her lustful, illicit desire for her son's huge cock was more than the woman could bear. Over...

Yellowstone Discovery

I was having my second cup of coffee, rubbing the stubble on my face and contemplating the unpleasant task ahead of me. My wife and I had just returned late last night from a road trip to Yellowstone Park with another couple. When we finally pulled into the driveway we had just enough energy to drag ourselves out of the van and into bed. Debbie had to work this Monday morning but I got to sleep in a couple more hours. I didn't have to report for my shift until four this afternoon. My name is...

Miss Darling

I first met her when I arrived for a staff meeting, three days before the start of the new school year. We arrived at the door to the conference room at the same time and our eyes met. Hers were a beautiful shade of green, catlike, the kind of eyes you could drown in. She smiled as we both reached for the doorknob, a radiant, friendly smile. "Hi," she said, her hand halting in its quest, as did mine. "You must be the new third grade teacher." "That I am," I replied, my eyes...

Summertime Mary

It was 1974 and the summer before my senior year of high school. At 17, I stood about 5'10" and had a lean, firm body kept that way by playing racquetball and jogging. I had my own car, a used '69 Chevelle SS, that I paid for by working at a local grocery store. Dad had made a five hundred dollar down payment for me and co-signed the note, but I was making the payments and paying for my own gas and any maintenance the car needed. Dad paid for my insurance. I had started at the store as soon...

Life Doesn t Seem Fair

My name is Marie and I'm twenty-four years old. I was raised solely by my Dad since the death of my mother when I was six years old. We built a special bond between us since it was just us together. I did have two sets of Grandparents but they both lived out west where my parents were from. According to Dad I was born a California girl. We, Mom, Dad and I, moved to Ohio when I was two years old. Dad was in the insurance business and had got a big promotion so we moved out east. Eventually...

Best of Friends

The four of us were sitting in a booth at the local waffle house late one night when Carolyn broached the subject. "Has anybody else considered the four of us swapping?" "Swapping what?" my husband asked. "Mates, you dolt," Carolyn shot at him. "You're kidding," I said. "Tell me you're kidding." "We've been fucking around together for, what, four years?" Carolyn said. "The four of us. We do everything together. Why not this?" "Chill out, Carolyn," her husband, Bob told...

Wendy Shares Me

I've been retired for several years now, even though I'm barely 47. I was lucky, both in business and in the market. Like a lot of guys, one of the sacrifices I made (without realizing it at the time because I was so busy 'making a good life for us') was my marriage. From the start I'd told Mary that I didn't want kids. She agreed at the time, wholeheartedly. When we wed I was twenty five and she was twenty one. About three years later she started talking about kids. But I held my...

Dolan s Diaries 1 My Princess

Introduction The morning light was filtering through the bedroom window. I had a few moments to collect my thoughts and listen to the light breathing coming from next to me on the bed. Columbus is not such a bad place. I had been here for a little over eight months and it was turning out alright. I came here with the goal of escaping a life that was, assuredly, heading to ruin. I was distancing myself from the worlds of cocaine and human trafficking. I vowed to break the bond of attraction...

Sister Mary Joseph

How is it that seemingly unlikely people end up in unanticipated sexual intimacy? I mean, what are the forces, the precipitating factors that contribute to this improbable union? For instance, how does it happen that an older woman and a younger man - the friend of her son perhaps - end up entangled? Or in-laws? Or, in my case, with a nun? I suppose that some of the necessary predilection would at least include the right temperament. But that's one of those true-but-trivial positions....

Empathetic

They were at it again. This was the third day this week that Steve was having lunch with Jennifer, and today she was all over him. Well practically, thought Sara. She had followed them out today and managed to not lose sight as they picked a different place for lunch. Sara could not for the life of her imagine what he saw in Jennifer. Her hair was bad bleach job, and her clothes were just a little, well, they made her look loose. Steve was the section manager and would surely be the division...

It Happened One Night And Again the Next Morning

Copyright© 2004 No one thought anything about it. Paula and her son Jason were traveling to see Paula's parents, which was a two-day trip. They had made it many times before and the routine was always the same. They always stopped in the same town to spend the night and usually stayed at the same hotel, time after time. They always got a single room with two double beds. They may have been of opposite sexes, but they were mother and son. It was all perfectly innocent and natural. No one,...

Just Joan

Work was hell, but at the very least I knew I was going to have a good time tonight. Sinne was in town, and with a couple of fibs about going out with the guys I'd be out the door without my wife any the wiser. Preparing my excuse-- it was going to be a "co-worker's last day" this time-- I opened the front door and saw any adulterer's nightmare: my wife was sitting there in the front room. With Sinne. Talking very intensely about something. All thought of what I was going to do that...

Now That Was a Workout

An erotic moment by Kenneth Keller I am not a slut. Let's make that perfectly clear. I don't normally cheat on my husband. Fact is this was the only time, thus far, that I've ever been with another man since I married Steve some ten years ago. I love Steve with all of my heart and just because I had sex with someone else doesn't mean that I love him any less. So with that being said I will now share with you the encounter that I had a few days ago. Steve and I have been going to the local...

Daddy s Little Girl

Ever since the day she was born Ashley had always been her daddy's little girl. This isn't to say that Ashley didn't love her mother, she did, and very much so at that, but there seemed to be an almost magical connection between my daughter and me. I always seemed to make her feel safe, secure and definitely very loved. Maybe it was because I'm a police officer, but I was always seemed able to ease her fears and soothe her hurts whether physical or emotional. And I could always make her...

Reluctantly Yours

The ride home from Rockport was going to be a long one. I could tell by the way she was scraping her fingers along the clasp of her purse. I decided to engage my talent for saying exactly the wrong thing at any given moment. "She's just trying to get a reaction..." And she got one. Kelly was just itching to begin her tirade, but was waiting until I was on the highway so that she could rant without interruption. Yes, this was going to be one very fucking long ride home, and here came the...

Deep in Her Sleep

Cast: Olive, Female, 31 - 5’5, 140lbs, pale, slightly-freckled skin, dark-brown hair shoulder-length hair Olive has a very strange fetish The first time she suggested it, I was horrified. It wasn’t anything gross or extremely dangerous, nothing like that. I’d only known her for two weeks, though, and we’d gone from passionately making love to her dropping in my lap an act which, at first, I refused. “I want you to fuck my ass while I sleep. Hard. Like, don’t hold back or anything. I won’t...

Mistrusting a MemoryChapter 12

Bob eventually slept, despite the erection between his legs that demanded attention. It was still demanding attention when he woke the next morning, with a soft, naked woman pressed against his body. It had been a long time since there had been a naked woman of any kind pressed against his body when he woke. That had been a result of long hours, and an unwillingness by Bob to turn over part of his life to any woman. It wasn't that he didn't like women ... it was more that he hadn't found a...

Mistrusting a MemoryChapter 15

Bob popped two Vivarin when he got into the squad car the next morning. She had kept him up all night, satisfying her own needs and making up for the dry spell Bob had been in. He felt drained, but also more relaxed than he'd been in years. He was no longer distracted, either. Lacey had another appointment with Claire, but he was no longer worried that she'd suddenly realize there was no past between them. That had already been addressed. Now all he had to worry about was the return of...

Mistrusting a MemoryChapter 20

Two weeks later Bob was coming home from the gym, still dressed in his sweats. McDill had instructed them, superfluously, not to see each other until after the trial. He had been noncommittal after his questioning of Bob, concerning what his defense would be. "I have some ideas," was all he'd say. Bob turned the last corner and started toward the entrance to his apartment building. A car pulled to a stop at the curb next to him and the window rolled down. "Get in!" came a male voice he...

Mistrusting a MemoryEpilogue

There are all kinds of stress charts out there on the internet that will tell you if you're abnormally stressed or not, and how soon to expect a heart attack, if you are. They don't tell you you're probably suicidal, but they recommend you see your doctor immediately if you score too high. Some of the major things they list on such charts are: marriage, major holidays (Thanksgiving was coming up), major changes in working hours or conditions, trouble with the boss, change of residence,...

The ProdigalFive

WE GOT INTO LAX at eight in the morning before the rest of the team arrived so we could meet Kate and Wendy. After we got checked in by Copa Airlines, we went to the gate to meet the rest of the team transferring to the same flight. “No Ice Queen?” Coach Elliot asked. “She’s in London at the Olympics,” I said. “She sent these delegates in her place. This is Wendy and this is Kate. Coach Elliot.” “We all have our little entourage,” Coach said. “Welcome to Team USA.” About twelve hours...

The ProdigalSix

AND THEN IT WAS OVER. Our new friends flew back to Romania. Team USA headed to California and we caught a connecting flight to Seattle. Lissa, Melody, Bree, and Whitney got back from London on Sunday afternoon and we spent a week recovering. For me, that meant painting. Kate and I went to the studio. I’d focused so much on racquetball in July that I felt I was months behind in producing the paintings for my show in December. I was finally happy with the sketch of Bacchanalia and was ready to...

The ProdigalSeven

OUR BIRTHDAYS CAME AND WENT. It was no big deal. We were too busy for more than a celebratory dinner. After Labor Day, life had accelerated. Kate and I spent as much time as possible in the studio, but one end was now stacked almost to the ceiling with the fall fashion line from Ice Queen Sportswear. Melody, Lissa, and our new part-time assistant Penny were ironing, hanging, filling orders, and keeping the books. We considered expanding the studio to a second bay. And Penny ... Penny was a...

The ProdigalNine

LISSA AND I WERE ALONE at Opens. Our sportswear was on consignment in the Raquethon booth, though we had to swing by each day and replenish the stock. It hadn’t started snowing in Minneapolis yet when we arrived on Tuesday, but the temperatures were in the thirties at night and forties during the day. I entered the tournament ranked ninth by virtue of the points I’d won at Intercollegiates and World’s. I was lucky. That meant I drew a bye in the round of 32 that played Wednesday. I had the...

The ProdigalTen

THE INVITATION to Party with the Pros said ‘dress to impress.’ Lissa and I were back in our black attire as we entered The Pourhouse at ten p.m. The party was already in full swing. We weren’t slated to play Sunday until ten and eleven in the morning. We figured if we didn’t drink and left at midnight, we’d be in fine shape. It was still going to be a killer on me, though, to leave my singles match and walk right onto the court for doubles. But I wasn’t stressing out over the matches. All I...

The ProdigalEleven

FOR THE REST OF OCTOBER and most of November, life was defined by the coming exhibition. I had six paintings in progress. Kate was in the same situation. Even though we got special treatment at PCAD, we did have class projects and papers due. College took another interesting twist. It was more like a laboratory for our careers than a classroom. We met separately with Doc Henredon at least once a week. He cross-checked our progress on the paintings and our progress in class. My Art and...

Breaking the MoldChapter 8

It was the first Monday in November when Mary looked out the front window, watching her daughter Madison drive away in the Toyota Tercel that Lee had driven when he was still in high school. As the dented, red car belched a plume of smoke she blurted, “Yep, I’ll talk with Arthur about it.” The conversation started at the breakfast table when Madison said, “I can’t wait for Christmas when Lee will be home again.” Mary looked at her elegant teenage daughter and muttered “Christmas. She will...

The ProdigalTwenty six

I HAD TO PAINT. I slipped out of bed early Saturday morning without waking any of my lovers. That burst that we’d experienced last night—that moment where Kate and I both wept our climaxes. It spoke to me. There was a word for it. I needed to find that word in the paint. I almost carelessly tossed a canvas on my easel, noting that it landed vertical. Fine. I clamped it and pulled my paints together. I couldn’t see the whole piece yet, but I could see blue—lots of ultramarine, fading to...

Breaking the MoldChapter 9

It was the first Monday in November when Mary looked out the front window, watching her daughter Madison drive away in the Toyota Tercel that Lee had driven when he was still in high school. As the dented, red car belched a plume of smoke she blurted, “Yep, I’ll talk with Arthur about it.” The conversation started at the breakfast table when Madison said, “I can’t wait for Christmas when Lee will be home again.” Mary looked at her elegant teenage daughter and muttered “Christmas. She will...

The ProdigalThirty one

“YOU CAN IF YOU WANT TO,” June said next to me. “Hmm?” “You are so ripped,” she said examining my stomach with her fingers. “I know you wanted to touch me when you took my shirt off. You can if you want to.” “Really?” She took my hand and led me over to the daybed we’d brought over from the studio. She stretched out on it and patted the seat beside her. I sat and she pulled my hand to her. “If you put your hand right here on my tummy, you can slide it under the T-shirt.” She placed my...

The ProdigalForty six

WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON, I was in the studio trying to make sense of my quarterly sales report and deposit slip from Clarice. I guessed it looked okay, but I had no idea what the heck I’d sold, how much I earned—other than the amount of the deposit—or what I still had available. And this report didn’t even include the showing in Vegas. I was about to shove everything in a drawer when Penny came in to do the Ice Queen books. Her job was a little slower now that we weren’t shipping as much from...

Devlin s StoryChapter 58B

Three dances later Sue was laughing, her face flushed with excitement. "God, we haven't done that in ages." Devlin had refreshed her punch and was sitting at the table with Sue's purse. Sue grabbed Devlin's hand and put it in Danny's. "You two dance. I need to sit for a bit." "Tired?" Devlin asked. "Just winded," Sue said. "Go. Dance." Danny swept her onto the floor as the music started. It was a slower number, and they danced easily to it. "This is different," Devlin...

Love s MastersChapter 6 Holiday Revelations

The next day, Joey and Brad had a basketball game, and my dad surprised us when he came with the twins to watch it. During the game, it was easy for me to get caught up in the struggle between the two teams, especially when the twins were into it as well. My dad and Suzi were used to feeling the twins’ excitement at games, but with the three of us together, we usually had to sit apart to prevent our combined empathic abilities from causing everyone else around us to go nuts when something...

The VisitorChapter 6

The weeks seemed to fly by. Beth never brought up her mother, so I never told her of the talk I had with my sister. I figured it would be a nice surprise. Beth proved herself to be the total package. She was beautiful, intelligent, graceful, athletic, quick witted, funny, and drop-dead gorgeous. She could be so modest yet oh so bold, child-like yet wise beyond her years. We became inseparable. We joined a local fitness center. Mostly, we would play racquetball and run on their indoor track....

TriptychChapter 13

MY MONDAY WAS JAMMED. I met Cary Randolph at the registrar’s office at SCU and he got me through in record time. Having an official escort when registering for classes was great. One of the courses we’d agreed on was already full and Cary had a signed permission slip from the instructor to allow me to register. We finished and went to the financial aid office to sign all the papers there. I realized right away that SCU was cheaper than PCAD. After registering, Sam Jacobson met us and we went...

TriptychChapter 21

IF WE THOUGHT that getting the fabric shipped to the manufacturer in Singapore and getting the racquetball tournament out of our way meant we could slack off, we were sadly mistaken. We were looking at the last week of summer and trying to get everything done that we hadn’t done all summer long. We got confirmation that the fabric had been received and we would receive the first prototype outfits within a week. Friends were coming back to Seattle for the start of the school year. Sandra had...

TriptychChapter 26

WE STOPPED IN YAKIMA for lunch and I filled the tank on general principles. I spent most of lunch staring at her breasts. “Paint a picture; it lasts longer,” Kate said, blushing. “I think I’ll do that,” I said. It was obvious that we’d entered a new phase of our relationship. As we drove the last leg from Ellensburg to Seattle the conversation turned serious and I could tell Kate had something on her mind. I decided to prod her. “Something’s bothering you, Kitten,” I said. “Are you sad to...

TriptychChapter 35

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!” When the last, slightly off-key note had rung out, Kate and I bent to our individual cakes and blew out our candles. I raised my head and met her lips in a sweet and delicate kiss. I could see Melody and Lissa mimicking our action out of the corner of my eye. When Kate and I broke our kiss, Melody captured my lips and Lissa kissed Kate. Then my two wives switched and I lost myself for a moment in Lissa’s sweet embrace. “Look! Kate missed a couple candles!” someone...

TriptychChapter 42

“WE’RE GOING TO WHAT? SERIOUSLY?” We’d shocked Allison. For a minute I thought she was going to cry. One thing I’d discovered during National Singles last spring was that Allison is very sexual. Even when we were in enforced abstinence, she wasn’t above relieving herself. Neither was I, for that matter. We’d just told her that orgasms were forbidden as long as any one of us was still competing. “But my competition is a round robin. It won’t end till Sunday!” “Well, that’s good, Allie,” I...

TriptychChapter 44

“THE SON OF A BITCH!” Melody spat. “He thought he could spare Mom and me seeing him while he was sick. He thought he’d crawl off and lick his wounds and try to heal himself. And if it didn’t work, he figured we’d be less hurt if he left us first because our grieving would be over and having him dead would be a relief. God damn it!” We’d managed to move from the huddle in front of the door and gradually get Melody to where she could talk over the past hour or so. Allie was in the bathroom...

TriptychChapter 45

ALLIE DIDN’T BOTHER TO SHOWER after her match, but went directly with us to the finals of the mixed doubles. We had to change venues because finals of the Open division and Pro division matches were all held in the big glass box in the center of the arena. Being the smallest of the Open and Pro brackets, ours was the first to play finals. Women’s Open Doubles and Pro Doubles would play their final round later in the afternoon. Tomorrow, most of the matches that anyone was interested in would...

TriptychChapter 47

AFTER SHE’D COLLECTED a quick kiss from Allison, Melody, and me, Lissa turned to the cameras and reporters to answer questions. I was surprised to find another pair of lips plastered against mine, briefly but intensely. They were quickly gone and Melody was tackled. Janet was about the same height as Melody and even though she was surprised, Melody responded to the kiss. Then Allison bent to receive her kiss. The interview continued next to us as we all three looked at Janet. “Um ... not...

The Grocery ListChapter 2

Thursday night, August 9th {Bob} I needed to think about how to find my dream girl. The way I think best is when I'm doing my favorite hobby. I build ships. Not big ones, like you sail, but models. You can get a kit, which costs between three and seven hundred dollars. I know that sounds like a lot for a model kit, but what you create with that kit is about three feet long and two and a half feet high, with full rigging and sails, and individual planks on the hull and decks. You have to...

Moral Climate Chapter 3

After twelve years on the road an opening came up for a vice president in the Ohio office. My uncle was retiring and his son, my cousin Ross, was moving up from vice president to president. The Board met and I was a shoo-in for the job if I wanted it. I said "Yes"; I was tired of being on the road so much and was tired of living out of a suitcase. My main job would be to oversee sales and purchases. I would also sit in on some of the corporate meetings. My travel would be a lot less than...

Could I Interest You in a Short Pump Chapter 5

The next morning was like any other Friday, or any weekday for that matter. Around 8:00 Allie stood on the bus corner waiting for me to come by and she got in with a smile and a "Good Morning" She no more than sat in the seat and she looked at me and said, you were with Mary last night. I can smell her cologne, Vanilla Fields." "Yes, we played tennis last night and we both showered at the club, so she probably put on fresh cologne, maybe even here in the car while she waited for me, I...

Breeding Season At The Rocking R Ranch Version Alpha Chapter 2

Lunch was quiet. Cathy had put on a button up blouse, aware suddenly of how much cleavage her halter tops showed. Bobby was dressed in fresh clothes too. Cathy had difficulty deciding whether to look at her son ... or not look at him. Bobby, completely convinced that the best thing in his whole life had just happened to him, had no problem looking at his mother. As a result Cathy’s eyes darted all over, meeting Bobby’s frequently, and then glancing away like a racquetball off a wall....

OdalisqueFifteen

I WAS PRETTY MUCH OVERWHELMED with good feelings with my family visiting. The boys were out of school for the week—a smart move on the part of their school. They were so excited to have grandparents around that they could hardly sit. Kate and Melody and I all had classes through Wednesday, but Melody cut Tuesday afternoon to pick Lexi up at the airport. No amount of cajoling would get Harold to come, too. Jack, however, came over at our invitation Tuesday night and was obviously pleased to...

OdalisqueThirty nine

THE WORLD TURNED TO CHAOS Monday morning. Bree and I going to Dennis’s class together in the morning was about the last thing I remembered clearly. Life started to gradually spin out of control. I met with Doc to go over the estimates for the mural and he corrected a few items. Eric called and asked me to meet with the student organization and the Board of Regents. I needed to present the cost estimates and my actual painting. The committee had put together a proposal to raise funds, both...

OdalisqueForty three

“IT’S A GOOD THING the Board of Regents likes you,” Cary said as we sat in his office. “And that none of my other dual-degree students require much time or effort.” “Sorry to be such a pain in the ass, Cary. This thing just has me overwhelmed at the moment.” “Don’t sweat it, Tony. I’m serious. The rest of the program is going so smoothly that I don’t have that much to do. We won’t start recruiting next year’s students until March at PCAD and end of April at SCU. Until then, I need a...

OdalisqueForty eight

I DIDN’T THINK I’d done my best work on either Dennis’s or Strait’s final, but I was confident that I had saved my grade-point average and my scholarship. My scholarship was also contingent on competing. The most we had was inter-club competitions in Seattle. Next week, though, was National Intercollegiate Championships. I didn’t feel ready, but at least we were taking a team this year. And we’d see Allison. Melody didn’t have a break at the same time we did at SCU. She and Kate wouldn’t be...

OdalisqueFifty

WE’D HAD DINNER and most of the team was in a party mood. Brent, Franklin, Allison, and I were going to pass on the parties. We had finals tomorrow. I was glad that Allison was accompanying me this time, but I couldn’t find Lissa. I thought maybe she’d be in the room. No such luck. “Where’s Lissa?” I asked. “Mmm. Well. See there are some players who don’t have matches tomorrow, so I think she went out partying with them.” “Al-li-son? What’s going on?” “Lissa is staying with Whitney and...

OdalisqueFifty one

I STOOD IN FRONT of the mural wall just before five Sunday afternoon. It was still just as blank as it had been when I left a week ago. I looked at the weather app on my cell phone and saw that the temperature hadn’t reached fifty all day. The good thing was that we had over twelve hours of daylight each day now. With Daylight Saving Time, the sun didn’t set until twenty till eight, but since we were painting on the east side of the building, we lost light pretty quickly. We still had to be...

OdalisqueFifty six

FRIDAY, IT WARMED UP by nine and looked like a good weekend. It was just Kate and me until mid-afternoon. Melody had a bunch of stuff to get ready for our sales area at National Singles. I was beginning to dread the week in California. I was only practicing on Tuesday and Thursday nights with the team. I couldn’t let racquetball bog me down when I had a wall to work on with the Memorial Day dedication looming ever closer. Saturday morning, we started early. I was onsite at eight and painting...

An Autumn ChillChapter 6

The shrill ringing reverberated through my head. "Uugh..." I groaned as I tried to roll over and turn off the alarm. I couldn't move. I felt like I weighed a thousand pounds. Then hair tickled my face and my eyes shot open, every part of me waking at once. A faint light came through my curtains to softly illuminate the gorgeous creature that still laid sprawled out half on top of me. Mom had shifted a little to the side in the night so that I could breath, but she'd effectively cut off...

Ascension of the Alpha MaleChapter 17

"So how am I supposed to address a Wizard?" Angelina asked with a bit of apprehension. "I imagine you would address him just as you have been addressing me," Dale replied. "But that was before I knew you were a Wizard. Now that I know, isn't it a bit disrespectful to not use some formal title or something?" she questioned. "Look at it this way: I'm still Dale to you Angelina, and if I wanted just anyone to know that I am a wizard or mage or whatever other name defines my...

My Boss My SlutChapter 15

Amy was wearing an open leather vest; her nipples had been rouged and they were a bright red as they stood out from her tits. A pair of shiny silver tap pants covered her ass and pussy. She walked Fido around the room on his leash; pausing every so often to pinch a nipple or run her hands over her panties. Fido must have known something was up, his cock was all ready poking out from its sheath. Amy stopped in the middle of the room and got down on her knees in front the dog. He towered over...

DivaSix

AS SOON AS I GOT OUT of the arena and we headed back to our room, I started texting Lissa and Melody to tell them what had happened during the morning. It was so cool. I knew Melody was still in class, but I expected a response from Lissa. It didn’t come for quite a while. Then... “I’m so sick. Boys are running around like crazy. Jack and I are taking turns puking in the bathroom. Wish I was there. Congrats.” I was going crazy. It was just coming up noon on the coast and I waited till it...

DivaEleven

WITH THE LATE FLIGHT TIMES, I’d persuaded my folks to wait until breakfast to meet Lissa and Melody. Mom was disappointed, but we would have Friday and Saturday together and then we’d each have to go our separate ways on Sunday. Melody’s parents were slated to arrive tomorrow around noon. I just wanted a little time to get reacquainted with my lovers. There was a man standing in front of our door with a bouquet of flowers. As soon as he saw us approaching he rushed straight up to...

DivaFifteen

“TONY!” DAMON YELLED into my ear. I held the phone away slightly. I’d surprised the boys by calling to read them a bedtime story over the phone. “Did you go away?” he asked. “Just for a while, buddy,” I explained. “I needed to come and visit my mommy and daddy.” “Meddy is with Gramma Lexi,” Drew supplied. He was already sounding more grown up than when I left him. “When you coming home, Tony?” Damon asked. “We miss you.” I almost broke down crying. “Soon, buddy. Soon.” I’d been home...

DivaNineteen

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Rhapsody SuiteSeven

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