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Marianne could feel her head begging for relief. It was nine o clock. Everyone had already gone home for the night. She still had two more graphs to print. She slipped her heels off her feet. She heard the printer stop. ” Goodness, darn printer” she said. She got up and added more paper. She…
Emma left the house shortly after, she was given a meagre cloak and roughly ushered from her room by a gruff old man with a huge, unsightly belly. People seemed to be everywhere, as though every man and woman who came to the great home had heard of her shame and had come to gloat….
Ok, so perhaps hiding wasn’t a very mature thing to do. I admit it, I was being cowardly. Well what do you expect from a bloke? Eye to eye contact and a good reason for why we shouldn’t see each other any more? Fine in theory except the reason I was cooling off was that…
The girls assured me that everything would be fine, but my nerves refused to settle. After all, I’ve never been to a party like this before, let alone hosted one! How am I supposed to know how to navigate things? Every encounter I’ve had with a man, even when I sought him out, has been…
Authors Note: This is my Thirty-First story. I owe the idea for this series to my good friend and fellow writer, EddyFox. I also want to send a big thank you for the wonderful friends who edited the story for me and helped me polish it before I posted it here, EddyFox, Shady_Lady and Steve….
Jane entered the party tentatively, expecting the worst. Her cousin Richard had always thrown terrible parties. His old Victorian had been the scene of many tedious shindigs where college kids got noisily sloshed, set things on fire and passed out on the front lawn. When Richard had called her in mid October, she’d told him…
I had been divorced a couple of years and had been seeing a married woman for most of that time. When it became apparent that she wanted to stay married, I began looking for other relationships, although I continued to see her. In those days before the internet, many people met through a telephone connection…
She was lying on a bed, totally naked, face comfortably into a pillow. Her knees tucked comfortably into her chest so that her rear was slightly up in the air. Her skin was extremely sensitive and slippery, most of her body was covered in massage oil. He was real good at his job and he…
Marguerite stood in front of the windows in the library of Henry’s house, gazing at the deepening shades of twilight. She hated the impenetrable darkness of night that descended inevitably after the light of day had faded. Leaning her forehead against the cool window panel, she reflected upon the irony of her life mirroring the…
Driving to work, I reveled in the thought of what a great wife I had. Totally open to any suggestion in bed, willing to take the lead in anything, and so totally understanding. I recall vividly on our honeymoon night when she invited one of the maids to share our bed. We sexed-out right until…