Chris entered Room 834 at the Fairmont Hotel and was immediately overcome by a smell he knew all too well. An assistant manager of the venerable Chicago hotel, he had been summoned to the room by the head of Housekeeping a few minutes after noon on Sunday. It was just over an hour after check-out, and the room was still occupied. Given the circumstances of the occupation, Housekeeping needed his assistance. Before enterin...

"Come on, Matt," Marni whined. "You still have an hour left before you're done. Just go in back and get a stack of each and put 'em on the floor. By the time that's done, your shift will be almost over." Matt turned and walked away from her without saying a word. He hated this job. He had just finished his sophomore year in high school and obtained his driver’s license, and his parents made him get a job for the summer. A...

You know the type. You’ve seen him around the neighborhood. Sandy hair and big, expressive blue eyes. His skin tanned and his hair bleached by the summer sun. Light muscles developing on a lean body. He’s always quick with a stupid, lopsided smile. He’s a real charmer. A junior Casanova. You know the type. Marie Carpelli fucked him. She shouldn't have done it. She regretted it even as he pulled his dripping cock from her...

Dan may be easy to dislike, but there’s a psychology behind his particular predilection for trophy wives and married pussy. Hate him if you must, but there’s a story there. *** Dan's parents, though wealthy, have not transferred to him all the trappings that come with that wealth. Though generous, they’re down-to-earth and remarkably well-grounded. During college summers, they required him to work in a warehouse of a comp...

Dan and Kelly had gotten together two or three times since that lazy Sunday afternoon, the last time just around Thanksgiving. Since then, he had not heard a word from her. Dan rarely if ever called her. He was cognizant that an ill-timed phone call might be noticed by her husband and create an uncomfortable situation. Instead, she usually called him, and usually did so within a few weeks after their last get-together, al...

(If you haven’t read it already, you’ll want to read Kelly MacGuire – Lincoln Park Mommy Chapter 07a before you read this chapter.) Below her, Reggie placed his hands on Kelly's ass cheeks and pulled them apart, exposing her anal ring. Jerome smoothed the baby oil across her cheeks and toward her asshole, the tip of his finger teasing that tight confluence of flesh. She buried her face in Reggie's chiseled chest and moane...

It was a Sunday afternoon and a lazy one at that. Dan had gone out early on Saturday to watch a few college football games with friends. The afternoon had turned into the evening, and the evening had turned into a blur. You know, when you have lunch and dinner in the same bar, that the next day is going to be a tough one. And it was. A few of his more stalwart friends ventured out on Sunday, hair of the dog, Sunday-Funday...

"Max's coming tomorrow," Charlie announced from behind the iPad in his face, reading the Saturday edition of the New York Times. "Oh? Any why's that?" Christine questioned, placing her coffee mug on the kitchen table. Her long, slender fingers picked at a cinnamon scone. "Well, I just think he needs to get out of my parents' hair for a while. You know how upset Mom is that he quit lacrosse. She thinks he should play some...

(If you haven’t read it already, you’ll want to read Kelly MacGuire – Lincoln Park Mommy Chapter 06a before you read this chapter.) The woman’s hot breath searing into his ear, Eduardo jerked his hips and pumped his cock up into Kelly's pussy, and roughly pulled her ass cheeks apart. "Miguel,” he grunted. “Ready for this? Come and fuck puta culo!" Kelly turned slowly and looked over her shoulder as Miguel approached the b...

Two weeks later, as he was putting his dinner dishes in the dishwasher, Dan's phone rang. Glancing at the screen, he saw that it was Kelly calling. He was a little surprised, insofar as Kelly had told him on her way out last time that she would be down in Miami this week on a recruiting trip. Knowing who was on the other end of the line, he answered the phone, "Hey, Kelly." "Hi,” she responded, a little chirpier than usua...

A few Saturdays later, Dan was putting his breakfast dishes away and cleaning up his condo. As he cleaned, he opened the windows to get some fresh air circulating. It was a great fall day, sunny with a slight breeze, still warm enough – though barely – for shorts and a t-shirt. Some friends were coming by in an hour or so to pick him up. They were going to watch the USC game at Paradise Park in Bucktown. As he returned to...

A week later, Dan was on his way home from the office when his phone chirped. Taking it out of his suit-coat pocket, he immediately recognized the number and answered the call. "I'm surprised to hear from you so soon," he said without preamble. "Disappointed?" came Kelly's little-girl voice. "Not at all," he laughed. "I should have said, 'pleasantly surprised.' I didn't think I'd hear from you for a few weeks at least, th...

Odessa, Texas. Permian High School. Home of the Panthers. The Mojo. In Texas, high school football isn’t a sport. It’s a lifestyle. And if you wanted the mansion on the hill instead of the trailer in the field, Permian was it. Or at least it once was. But the last several years have seen lackluster performance out of the boys. But that's all changing. Darryl Artman, a member of the 2008 Panthers, is the new head coach. He...

A few weeks had passed since Dan had dropped Kelly off near her house. He’d thought about her, not every day but often enough. It would be an overstatement to say that he was enamored. He had no desire for a relationship in general, and certainly not with a married woman. And whatever this thing was between them, it wasn’t about romance. It was physical. Sex. Though something more than that, too. The relationship fed a pe...

The next Friday, Dan left the office early. He had to get to the dry cleaners before they closed to retrieve his tuxedo. He was attending a charity event being held at the Chicago Cultural Center and was supposed to meet some co-workers and clients there. After retrieving his tuxedo, he went home, showered, and got dressed, before calling for an Uber back down to the Loop. The consulting company Dan worked for was activel...