Bree pulled up in her car at the horse farm. It was dark with a few lanterns lighting the way from the parking area to the entrance. Her heart pounded with fear. What a way to spend her birthday. I can do this. I can do this, she thought as she grabbed her bottle of liquid courage, Malabu Rum. A single tear rolled down her cheek as she remembered his last words to her. "I just don't love you. And to be honest, I find you...

CHAPTER 16 Well I was pretty sure that this time I’d be left alone at least for a while. I was more than persuaded that I’d likely be getting Christmas cards from Abigail, but those would be returned unopened for sure. I didn’t like their attitudes or their phony sympathy and gift offers. The fact was I was beginning to actually hate the bunch of them. There was nothing I was ever going to get from them that wasn't a bunc...

The old bar was empty when Chad arrived. Empty except for the young barmaid. Not quite the way he remembered it, he thought. The barmaid as well he couldn't recall. Hardly possible, for she didn't look as if she had been born before he'd left this godforsaken hellhole – the place he had once called home all these years ago. This thought made him realize once more he was about to hit forty – not a pleasant number looking f...

Mr. Chris Robertson was the new manager of the family business, taking over from his father at the helm of the manufacturing company. He liked the position of power and the benefits that came with the position. He had a nice new sports car, a townhouse where he could entertain, and an unrestricted credit card. He was also a complete Ass.Chris's favorite form of entertainment was to visit one of the local clubs on a Friday...

Two months after the Anniversary"Claim the natural rewards your body provides." Dr. Carly's voice was collected; hushed, but resolved."We women come in all shapes and sizes, all manner of walks of life. No one would dispute the benefit of walking, jogging, or running to better your health. So it is with your body's pleasure centers. When we exercise them, we benefit holistically. This is science, not fantasy.For those of...

Six Weeks After the Anniversary"That's it, baby... fuck me, fuck my pussy hard," Annie grunted. "Make me cum with that big cock!" Smack, smack, smack, Sam's thighs thudded against Annie's milky, round ass over and over. His hard dick swelled bigger as the cockhead dragged across the small pad of ridges deep inside her. Her most recent encouragement induced a low growl from him as his pace quickened.The steamy couple was l...

One Month After the Anniversary"I have the pussy. I make the rules," Annie muttered to herself with half of the humming shaft inside her."Oh god." She panted. The shaft of the vibrating dildo painted her insides with a deep purple shade of lust. But it was her mind, her new mantra that was allowing it, coaching her to stretch and take more inside her.  "I have the pussy..." The toyed hummed steadily. She pushed it in anot...

Ch. 1: The AnniversaryOn their tenth anniversary Sam and Annie held hands under a candle-lit dinner table. Their lives together had accumulated an embarrassment of riches; deep, abiding love and respect for one another, two darling and mischievous little kids pittering and pattering all over their condo, and a shiny new SUV, all counted among their crown jewels.Date nights on the other hand, were rarer treasures. The happ...

Mesquite fires of the forbiddenIgnite a sizzling plancha of blended lust.Fantasies in every fervent flavor meld spicily,Swirl in imagination-whisked synchronicity,A burner in its brightest blue-blazed bloomFeeds the rolling boil of a purloined elixir.Percolates liquid delirium into savory steamI groan with gusto for your taste.We consumeAnd are consumed,Losing track of when the amuse-boucheBecame the digestif.You’re full....