It's been six months since my mom passed of a heart attack, and I was helping my dad go through her things. We emptied her dresser onto the bed so he could check everything with pockets because Mom had a habit of leaving money or jewelry in them. I don't know why I bothered to fold them before putting them into trash bags, but I did. Maybe it was to distract myself from what we were actually doing. Dad kept telling me to...
My husband and I divorced when my daughter was ten years old. Since her dad cheated on me, she took it very hard and didn't want much to do with him for a long time. It has been her and I for the past seven years. I dedicated myself to being the best parent and friend I could be for her. I supported everything she tried and was there by her side for all the heartaches as well. This caused me to sacrifice so much in my per...
My name is Peter Brown and I am eighteen years old. I started work three months ago at a large retail store as a trainee manager. Today I am on a one day course taken by Miss MacDonald, the staff trainer. Miss Ann MacDonald is in her thirties, straight blond hair, five feet tall, slim with large tits and wearing a low cut tight fitting red dress, stockings and red high heels. She is gorgeous and knows it. I had got bored...
My seventeen-year-old niece, Sara, called me and asked to see me before she left for college next month. We were close, so it wasn't out of the ordinary. She made small talk as we sat on the couch. It was odd as if she was beating around the bush until she got around to what she wanted to ask. Sara stood to leave and asked if I'd miss her while she was away. "Of course I will. Is that what you really wanted to ask me?" "I...
Breakfast on Saturday was a nightmare. Acerbic Jessica, when I first met her, had been bad enough. Icy Jessica was worse. She glared haughtily at me if I addressed her, looking at me like shit on her shoe. My daughter looked confused, glancing between us. Jessica's scornful, icy demeanour continued until the girls departed for the beach, as they had done most days. Though it was Jade and her daughter Emma's last day, flyi...
The baggage took an age to arrive. Finally, the first bag clunked onto the carousel. The others followed after more agonising delays. Ten minutes of confusion later, we found the car rental shuttle bus and were soon on our way along the coast road. My daughter Helen was in the passenger seat beside me, and her school friend, Jessica, was in the back. It was about an hour's drive from the airport to our luxury villa on the...
The London train was quiet as I headed in on a day trip for a meeting. Unlike most trips, I had company part way. My daughter Helen and her friend Kim were also on board, staying overnight with some erotic purpose in mind. At least, that was my assumption from their whispering and giggling. I tried to concentrate on work but couldn't help glancing up from my laptop at Kim, who looked gorgeous. The girls got off at Finsbur...
Logan reached for Samantha and grabbed a handful of hair pulling her towards him, kicking the front door closed behind him. In the next half-second his hands were all over her. Samantha gasped and went a few inches up in the air, and then they were dancing around, half struggling. She leaned in towards him, her head tilting slightly; she closed her eyes as she felt his lips gently brush against hers. He could smell her pe...
Chapter One “Oh, you’re awake. Good…” I looked over to the side and saw a beautiful young woman standing. Her long black hair was tied back in a ponytail. She wore a black leather dress with a short skirt and calf-high black boots on. They clicked as she walked over to me, and Tabitha smiled down at me. She spoke in a soft, innocent tone, “I told you not to hang up on me.” “Tabitha?” I mumbled. “Oh, you do remember me!” s...
Standing at the back sliding doors to her apartment felt as surreal as anything else that had happened in the previous hour. It was a moment of truth, and in a sense, I was standing at the doors of destiny. When she finally slid open the door, I was confronted by her shapely form clad in a soft, white short bathrobe. Her hair was loosely tied back in a bun. Tara avoided looking me directly in the face, but curtly beckoned...
Logan spun Samantha around and pinned her against the door, burying his tongue deep inside her mouth. She kissed back with even more vigor, her hands eagerly roaming his body. He gasped at how aggressively she was handling him. Their kiss intensified as her body melted against his. Her hands were wrapped in his shirt, struggling to pull it off over his broad shoulders. He stepped back from her and removed the shirt himsel...
When I was 16 I was a junior in a small private high school. I had taken some courses during the summer so I had an extra “study hall” where we sat in the library and either studied or got caught up on schoolwork. I had always been kind of shy and kept to myself for the most part, especially during this class because it was just me with senior jocks that were cocky and obnoxious. One day while I was sitting at my table, o...
Chloe was a busy freelance journalist, in her early forties. She was working at home, late afternoon, on her laptop on the kitchen table when her school teacher friend Emily dropped by. Chloe was pleased to have a break from the complex article that she was writing. It was about swingers’ clubs in her medium-sized city. She had particularly enjoyed doing the field-work for this assignment - it was a good excuse to have a...
Growing up can be tough, even tougher when you are a Pastor's kid, or PK for short. That's how it was for Brian and Kate O'Dell. They were the children of the pastor of the local Episcopal church. They were expected to uphold a certain standard of propriety and decorum. They were each other's fiercest allies and greatest weakness. Their father had shown them that the parishioners always had an angle and wanted something f...
“We have to do something about this sexual tension,” I said, stretching my back. “What?” His eyes snapped guiltily to my face. He’d been staring at my chest. “Sorry, what?” “Our presentation is tomorrow, and I can’t think straight around you right now.” “Oh?” He regarded me curiously. I suspected this was the first time he’d ever been propositioned by a woman. He was attractive enough, and good at his job, but clearly unc...
