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Maggie couldn t believe her luck. She knew she had been a long shot for the assignment to cover the first Mardis Gras in New Orleans after the flood. At twenty-two years of age she was only one of a large group of junior writers at the paper but she had been working hard and producing some good writing and had been rewarded with the job.

Leaning back in her first class seat she crossed her long legs as she stared out the window of the plane sipping her champagne watching with mild interest the patch-work of the farmlands of the American mid-west as she flew east. It was a long flight from Los Angeles and she was getting restless. Running her fingers through her short black hair she reached her arms up and stretched catching the eye of the man across the aisle. Giving him only a brief smile she again turned her attention to the fields below.

Upon arrival at her hotel she was so entranced by the grandeur of the lobby that at first she didn t notice the other guests checking in. It was a large group and she excitedly recognized a famous photographer amongst them. Then her eyes landed on a man in the gathering. He was in his mid-twenties with shoulder length sandy blond hair and dazzling green eyes. It took her a moment before recognizing him as (more…)

It was going to be another sleepless night she could tell. The rhythmic bumping against the bedroom wall was just the overture for the arias Robin would be performing not much later.

The thing that she hated about living alone was just how lonely it was. She couldn t get a pet: her apartment didn t allow any pets except cats and fish. Fish sucked as pets it s not like they welcomed you when you got home or anything––and her allergy to cats ruled them out.

It was just what Beth needed. It wasn t enough that she was already exhausted from overtime at her boring-as-hell data entry job or that the blind date her friend Violet set up with Joe couldn t end fast enough. No now she had to listen to the neighbors having their usual noisy anal sex.

Sighing she flopped over in irritation. It wouldn t be so bad if the walls in the building weren t so thin but they were. It wasn t like she could even be mad at the Nortons they were always really nice which almost made it worse. Robin was really pretty and always so thoughtful: when Beth first moved in six months ago Robin was the first to come over and welcome her to the building with an invitation to dinner. And Steve when he was there was genuinely sweet not at all what she expected (more…)

I pull up to the curb around the corner from my apartment. It has been a very long day and more than anything I am glad to be home and am looking forward to a nice long bath some quiet music.

I turn off the car and look out my window before opening the door. For a moment my attention is drawn to the other side of the street. It is only for a moment and I shake my head thinking I have caught myself starting to day dream. Checking for traffic I open my car door and get out.

As I start to close the door again my attention is drawn across the busy street. I don t notice the cars racing by all I see is this man staring intently at me. There is something about his calm cool eyes that has caught me and holding me in place. I try to put a name to the face in that moment before I realize I don t know him. Before I shake myself free and finish closing my door walking around the car to get my stuff.

I feel him still watching as I move to open the door on the far side. Laughing at myself it is surely my imagination as I am not the type to turn anyone s head on the street especially after a long day at work.

I can t help myself but glance up as I open the door reaching in to get my bag. He appears to still have his full (more…)

What in the hell am I doing Abby? I said as I settled back on the couch and put my hand over my eyes. It has not even been six months since the prick left. I m not ready to date yet. I never should have listened to you!

I could hear her sigh on the other line of the phone. Grace! You need to get over him. Besides she giggled what better way then to get a little booty?

You are no help. I need to go get ready. I will call you when and if I get back

I shook my head as I hung up with my best friend walking in to my bedroom and to get dressed. Five months and twenty-seven days ago my husband of eight years walked out of my life. I had known he frequented strip clubs but it had never entered my mind that he would leave me for a dancer who worked there. I came home one day to find all of his things gone and a message on the answering machine telling me he was sorry but she gave him what he needed.

I spent the first three months in my bed never really leaving the house. One Friday night Abby decided that I had mourned enough. She made me go to clubs bars and singles mixers with her. I have to admit I loved being hit on looked at and asked for dates but not one had ever grabbed my attention. I would (more…)

This is the story of what happened when my wife Kati and I went on cruise a few months ago. What happened was so unexpected I can still hardly believe it.
If you ve read anything else I ve written about Kati you ll know she s not only sexually adventurous but also very submissive.
It s not a full-on lifestyle thing - we don t go around everywhere secretly being master and sub - it s more a simple heightening of Kati s naturally compliant nature caused by the fact that during work hours she runs her own company and employs quite a few people.
She deserves her professional success she s worked hard for it. But the more demanding her professional role has grown the more completely and utterly sexually submissive she s become with me.
So what happened on our holiday? Well Kati and I met a couple George and Amy who it transpired were swingers.
And Kati - drunk horny and eager to please me - agreed to let me fuck her while they watched.
At least that was the plan only it quickly turned into a foursome in which Kati became a willing sex toy for all three of us.
It wasn t exactly a full swing inasmuch as George didn t fuck Kati and I didn t fuck Amy but I suspect we (more…)