It felt so good, that her rouge lips parted delicately to let out a breathless moan. He's the cat who got the cream and couldn't stop licking it, she thought to herself as his tongue played between her quivering thighs. CHAPTER ONE | THE PHOTO It was after midnight in the city when his metallic convertible glided down an empty rain-slicked street that reflected the neon-purple light from orbs, hovering where streetlamps o...

The Place: New York City, Hell’s Kitchen The Time: 1941, August World Events: Europe is under the thumb of the Nazis, Japan is running roughshod over China and the Far East. The USA is ostensibly neutral, but It’s only a matter of time before she is drawn into the conflict… 12:15 in the afternoon, and it was hot. The kind of New York heat that softened the asphalt streets and caught high heels in the mire. My office fan b...

Emma Webb received a text message containing the address of a hotel and a message saying, "Collect an envelope from reception at 7.30 pm tomorrow, follow the instructions and don't be late. Do not reply." She wondered who the message was from, but hoped it was from 'him'. She had not seen him for a few years but thought about him every day. She thought to herself, "Here I am, thirty-two years old and single. I need some e...

“Woman would like to speak to you.” I looked up from the negatives and grinned, “What did we fuck up?” “You didn’t fuck up anything this time,” Jane retorted. I smiled and nodded. “What is it about?” “Wants a photo set, wants to make sure you can do a decent job with Asian faces.” “You showed her the portfolio?” Jane shrugged. “She looked through it like a hawk and stuck around, so I guess she wants that personal touch.”...

It was the fourth time I saw her that I nearly got up the courage to approach her, but she got to me first. “Hello, finally.” I felt as if sinking into warm isolation as her eyes drank me in. “Hello,” I responded lamely, then rallied gamely, “At last I have the pleasure of your company.” A smile spread across her face like the sun breaking through clouds, “Come here often?” “Never before.” “A shame that.” “Oh?” “Best coff...

Part Two – Finding Happiness Six months passed so very quickly in the Bates mansion. Christmas decorations went up and then Christmas too passed. Nancy spent a glorious New Year with Steve and attended all the big galas being thrown around the city. It was another mild Vancouver winter and rain seemed to be the only thing that could put a damper on Nancy’s mood. Over the holidays she had the staff from the Country Club at...

Part One – Galas and Gardens (continued) One week later, Nancy walked into the Country Club after her chauffeur dropped her off. She dressed for the occasion with a tasteful blouse and tailored cream-coloured designer pants. She wore white flat shoes and had a summer shawl over her shoulders. The staff at the Country Club greeted her by name and she heard the warmth in their voices. She paused by a few and inquired into t...

Part One – Galas and Gardens Nancy Bates slowly made her way through the well-dressed crowd clustered outside the main ballroom at the Fairmount Hotel Vancouver, waiting to get inside. She spotted her friend up ahead and waved and watched as her close friend Alice Berry spoke to one man guarding the entrance. The man looked her way and then split the crowd to allow Nancy to make it to the entrance. Posters on either side...

The streets of Memphis were packed with cars and tourists for some big event that had come to town. Steven Ackerman blinked and sighed. He’d just moved here from a small town in Alabama and had never been anywhere like this in his entire life. This was as many people as he’d ever seen in one place and he wasn’t so sure the move was the best idea. Looking both ways, he decided this was his opportunity and darted across the...

Orgasms thus far: seven I woke up cumming. I was blindfolded, my arms stretched above my head with wrists bound together. Both my knees were bent with my legs wide open, each foot in some sort of sling so that my pussy was spread and my ass was raised a little off of the bed I was on. And of course, there were someone’s fingers blasting in and out of my pussy, their thumb pushing on my clit. God, it felt goooood. I moaned...

She sat in the blue velvet chair of the swanky apartment complex lobby, comparing every man who came through the door against the picture she had committed to memory. It was important that she saw him before he saw her.  She always chose legs or cleavage – never both. After all, she didn't want to broadcast her particular occupation. Today, she chose legs. Her high-neck dress was just short enough to showcase her shapely...

"Paris is so divine."She dropped her coat on the bed. Her voluptuous breasts, ripe melons moved loosely under a silk blouse."Eiffel Tower and Louvre in one day - only one task to go."Dark nipples pointed like accusations."It's done," I played her the video on my phone.Her eyes widened, "When?""On the crossing, it will be weeks before the body washes up"She nodded, started to unbutton her blouse. Then the rest, as agreed."...