Kinsley bounced toward the hall, briefly looking back at me as she went. I had turned and was slowly following, stalking. John's room was the first on the right. It was largely unchanged since he left, though it was now devoid of most of his 'stuff'. We had thought about turning it into a second guest bedroom after he graduated college, but with the first guest bedroom rarely in use, there had been no hurry. I hardly spen...

I stepped into the bedroom and pulled Lydia onto the bed. It was more like a snatch. She hit the covers and pillows, and only caught part of herself with one arm. She looked up, her hair scattered across her face. I stepped forward. 'Paul,' she said. 'That was a lot.' I stepped closer, my dick now inches from her face. I never broke eye contact. She reached up and gently wrapped her hand around it, stroking it slowly. 'Li...

I travel a lot for work. Not by choice, mind you. It's the nature of what I do. In what can only be described as failing forward, I ended up as our company's chief location analyst. We're a large -now global- retail operator with locations in 17 countries, not counting the United States, Canada, and Mexico. Our expansion has been methodical, and maybe that's why I am where I am. I have never been a quick decision-maker, a...