This story takes place in the early 1980s. My name is Clay. I was twenty-four at the time, and my wife Jeannie was twenty-two. She is pictured above. I had just graduated from a small South Georgia College. I am older as I had to work my way through school, working at the carpet mill. I am 6’0” tall with a muscular build and my hair is dusty brown, medium length, with a slight curl. My circumcised cock is seven inches and...

Life can be cruel. It has been to me. "Fuck," I grumbled to myself as I nosed my aging car into the driveway of the garage apartment. Corey, who I privately dubbed the Evil Half, was home. She earned this title because, to me, she embodied pure evil. Half my age and half my size—four feet eleven inches and ninety-seven pounds—she was a total pain in my ass. She had the biggest case of a Napoleon complex I had ever seen in...

It was hard to believe that I, Lady Mildrith Rhys of Capel-le-Ferne, had been married less than an hour previously. But what a difference an hour can make! Now my new husband, Burke Hollis, still in his wedding finery, leaned on a wooden post on the top of the stockade wall of Hill Fort, squinting his eyes against the sun glare. He followed the pointing finger of Leofric, his father’s bailiff. I could see that what he saw...

There was a knock on the door of my bedroom suite and a moment later, my housekeeper entered. “Didn’t I tell you not to disturb me, Stacey?” I said, irritated. “I know it’s the weekend, but I’ve got a busy morning. I’m getting ready to take Arabella to her tennis lesson, then I have to receive the ladies from the Garden Club.” “I’m sorry, Ms. Kim,” Stacey said, her tone contrite. “But I have a woman downstairs, Farah Hojj...

What happened to me shook me to my core. Don't get me wrong: I'm not upset that it happened, certainly, but it's made me question everything. I've always been straight. Every sexual fantasy I've ever had has involved men. The old phrase "tall, dark and handsome" didn't just come out of nowhere. A chiseled man can turn me into jelly, but a beautiful woman just makes me feel competitive. Let me start at the beginning. I've...

"Bitch." I heard him say it. Not to my face, of course, but behind my back. His fragile ego couldn't consider for a millisecond that he wasn't God's gift to womankind, so being turned down flat couldn't possibly be anything but my fault. Whatever. If I confronted him, he'd deny saying it, but he's not worth the time it would take. No, I am here in this watering hole on a mission of my own - to find and conquer (at least f...

Mackenzie Alexandra Lovato (Grierson) I think of the day my mom, Amy McAdams, revealed that Jack Grierson was my real, biological father, as the first day of my adult life. I spent the next several days thinking and looking up information on the internet. So many things that had never made sense before began to make sense. Even though Mom was five foot ten, I was a full inch taller, nearly six feet tall. Mom’s husband, Ke...

My husband, Hossain, grew very concerned as my due date approached. It was a big baby and I felt like a whale. I was very uncomfortable and had to pee every few minutes. I called in and began my maternity leave. St. James called me a day later. “I’ve shortlisted the candidates to take over as the new CEO of the Foncault Group,” he said. “I’ll send the resumes to you. Can you attend the interviews?” “I may go into labor at...

“What the hell are you doing here?” the accusation came out of me. It was her, the damned bitch. I scanned her with my sight and liked what I saw. She wore thigh-short jogging pants, which gave full access to her short and golden legs. It tickled pleasantly in the crotch when my vision reached the full and sexy thighs that emphasized the wide hips, but also the narrow waist of her. At the same time, she was wearing a dark...

As the soft glow of the computer screen lit up her face, Emily's fingers danced across the keyboard. It was late, well past her bedtime, but she couldn't help herself; she so missed her nighttime chats with her boyfriend, Jason. He was away at football camp, and she missed him terribly. Little did she know that her late-night conversation would take a turn she never could have anticipated. Unbeknownst to Jason, his father...

I had a very unconventional entry into the United States. Jack Grierson and I were on a Boeing 777 freighter that landed at the cargo hub in Columbus, Ohio. Jo Ellen Taggart was on the flight with us. After we landed, she handed me a U.S. passport – it had my picture in it, but it was in the name of Sofia Antoniou. “You have green eyes, and your skin tone is creamy with olive undertones,” said Jo Ellen. “You can pass for...

I had a dream the other night. I am not sure how to describe it. It was a weird combination of frightening and thrilling. I'll let you be the judge. I was in my apartment's laundry room folding my clean clothes. Our laundry room is pretty big for just having the two machines and a big work table, where I was. I was facing the wall with my mind on my task. Suddenly I felt a presence behind me and I turned, still holding on...