I almost dropped my margarita when Russ strolled into the backyard. Giving Erika a furious look, I hissed, "You said he wouldn't be here!" Erika cringed at the sight of my ex-boyfriend. "I didn't think he would be! I told Tony not to invite him, but I gue...
Janine, Janine Now, there’s a name She threw her axes for my shame Yet failed to land a cleaving blow Sharp splinters stoked my fire below • Curls, curls A dense and matted mane That quivered tightly as she came My tongue was greedy in her flow A musk bet...
Glowing eyes stared back at Richard as he withdrew from Samantha’s arse. “You really want this?” he asked, approaching the Jack-O-Lantern above the bed with cock in hand. “You really want forgiveness?” One look at her insatiable eyes convinced him. Jizz s...
Prom Night Angelica walked into the house and spotted her father lying on the sofa in the living room. "Hey, Dad." Mr. Day opened his eyes. "Oh, hey sweetheart. I didn't hear you come in." "What are you doing down here on the couch?" she asked. "Your mom...
John awoke quite late the next morning with a crashing headache and disgust at himself for over-imbibing. As he started to remember last night, he thought, “Oh god, what have I done?” But as he thought more he understood that he had good reason. He defini...
It had been a few days since Rikki had blocked me on AOL Messenger. This was after I figured out her fake check scam. I started getting messages from her on AOL Messenger but these messages were from other user names. Finally, I responded to one. "You kno...
As soon as my eyes open I know it’s too early. The lilac hues of dawn are splashed across the bedroom walls and a cacophony of birdsong carries along on the sultry air. I turn to face you, expecting to see the gentle rise and fall of your chest as you sle...
Chapter Fifty-Seven “Is he sleeping?” Mac asked as he watched his wife’s hips sway as she entered their bedroom. “Yup. Clean diaper, full tummy, and a little Orajel to soothe those gums all make for a happy, sleepy baby.” “Good, because I need to put my h...
I met Claire in an art gallery. Art galleries often have some very sensual women in and we'd got chatting over a mutual appreciation of an erotic Man Ray photograph. After refreshments and a fun chat at the cafe, I walked her to the tube station. We swapp...
Jon entered the spare bedroom. It was cold not only in temperature but in appearance. A shudder ran through his body. He knew by this time that he should not have walked away from her but pride stopped him from going back. If he went back he would need to...
Chapter Thirty-Seven Mac’s head was hurting when they arrived home. Reluctantly, he took one of the pain pills Grace had tucked away in his wallet so his headache wouldn’t get out of hand. While he was still annoyed, it was hard not to be grateful that hi...
Chapter Seventeen With the help of Max Becker, who ran the Munich office, and Brendan O’Sullivan, their European consultant, Grace Remy Stewart devised a very effective plan to encourage a whole slew of German companies to switch from doing business with...
In the summer of 1981, Cory Larson was twenty-five. Ronald Reagan was president, and John DeLorean had just released his flagship DMC-12. Cory had aspirations of owning one. He had graduated from the University of Cincinnati, third in class, with an Engin...
“Wow, you really hit her?” Taylor asked me, smiling in shock. I nodded and looked down in slight embarrassment. Our legs dangled over the ledge as we talked, sitting side by side. “Yeah. She seemed to like- wait, I shouldn’t be telling you this.” Taylor r...
I have been thinking about you on the ride home. We have been fighting a lot, it seems, and arguments have replaced sex. I can barely keep my mind on the road; I have one hand on the wheel and the other under my skirt as I drive, fantasizing what our sex...
