The doorbell had rung and Hailey was looking through the peephole to see who it was. There were three of them, guys she'd never seen before, about the same age as the family's house guest. She opened the door a crack. "You're looking for Brian right?" she...
Friday Last night’s rebellion from Giselle was still fresh on Ted Havlicek’s mind as he exited his private elevator from the tenth-floor suites to the back hall that lead to his office at Havlicek IT Solutions. His secretary must have radar because his in...
I never expected to take advantage of my hall-pass in Las Vegas, other than maybe going topless at the hotel pool. In part-one of this series, I surprised myself with how easy it was to fuck strange men without feeling any guilt. My husband, Ben, encourag...
Stags, or bachelor parties, are supposed to be a gathering where a man can sow his oats one last time before getting married. We all know that many bachelor parties are raunchy, drunken orgies with strippers and prostitutes. What's a girl supposed to do w...
The letter came in the mail, a small, neatly hand-addressed envelope, almost hidden amongst the junk mail and bills that make up ninety-five percent of what I get. There was no return address but the postmark was local. I get so few real letters now, wh...
The Tinder guy arrives at my condo at 9. He is larger than his picture. He is hot and that’s deliberate on my part. His name is (and I kid you not) Lance. I hope it refers to his dick. Lance is tall and heavy-muscled. My mouth waters. When he sees...
I had to admit to a certain level of fear. So far, Mom’s boyfriend Dexter had used a beer bottle to play with my breasts as a warmup to certain unnamed frivolities in the bedroom with my mom. I had scored a hundred dollars and a Polaroid camera by letti...
The car’s GPS announced that we had arrived, which was a relief as the traffic around Le Suquet in Cannes was dreadful, and we had hit it at the end of a long day’s drive from Paris. Mistress insisted we start early, and told me I could sleep in the car....
“Who all did you say was going to be there again?” Grace asked me as we pulled out of our driveway. “Well,” I replied, “Peter and Jess, obviously…” They had just bought a house and we were on our way to their housewarming party. “...I imagine Peter invite...
The rest of the dinner was enjoyable and went without any further erotic incidents worth mentioning.I told James and Henry what I was trying to cook up for later, and they both eagerly agreed to participate. I also told them they would be on their own unt...
It was about time to head downstairs to the Banquet/Party Room of the four-star hotel in San Francisco for the eagerly anticipated Saturday Night Gala, which was the finale to a wonderful weekend of partying in celebration of the record earnings of our co...
It is Saturday afternoon, and I walk down Oxford Street, which is thronged as usual with busy shoppers. It is a warm day, and the sun feels good on my skin. I am wearing a cute red eighties rah-rah skirt that I found last week in a vintage boutique in Cov...
We met on a beach, two travelers from different countries drawn together by the sun, the crystal clear blue ocean, and the sandy beaches.Laying on our bamboo mats as waves hit the shore, we shared our thoughts, dreams, and experiences; the connection was...
It wasn’t the first time his sister’s friend Jamie had walked in the back door with her clothes slightly rumpled, her makeup smudged, and her blonde hair out of place. Far from it. It didn’t take master detective skills to know that she was sneaking off a...
It was about 4:00 pm on Friday, and I was sitting in my office of the rapidly growing and successful high tech company I work for in Silicon Valley. I was so distracted that I could not concentrate on work. I knew my husband Dave had to work all weekend,...
