Thursday, July 17th, 2003.

Erin’s jaw dropped open as she looked at her husband,

“THIS weekend? Are you sure you want us to spend THIS weekend at the river?”

Jeff frowned at her,

“Yeah, of course. Don’t you want to?”

Erin bit her tongue as she struggled not to snap at him. She forced herself to calm down as she answered,

“Sure. The river. Fine. I’ll start packing.”

Jeff smiled,

“Great! Oh and honey can you make sure to pack the digital camera? I want you to take some pictures of me and my baby that I can post on-line.” (more…)

“Author’s Note: This story has been revised from its original version. This is the revised third part. Subsequent chapters are also forthcoming. Feedback is desired. Thank you for reading. Email comments to: the address in my profile.

Copyright March 2003 by Jack Cutter.

This third part contains: erotic MF coupling, female masturbation, male domination, spanking, romance, and risk.”

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XII.

The man in the red coat wandered through the book stacks with the kind of purposeful aimlessness reserved for one who has walked such ways more than a few times before. His hands were laced behind him as he went, his steps long and slow. His black hair was streaked with gray and his skin was weathered with age, but his eyes glittered with the enthused gusto of a child. He was, after all, surrounded by thousands upon thousands of the world’s most brilliant works of literature - what was there not to be excited about? (more…)

Pete held up his beer mug and toasted himself. While he didn’t mind taking care of his grandparents’ house all summer, he did miss not having any friends around to party with. He had even allowed himself the fantasy of Gina his sexy neighbor showering him with sexual favors to commemorate this auspicious event. But even she wasn’t around.

In fact, Pete hadn’t seen his curvaceous neighbor since their one and only encounter three weeks ago. He was starting to wonder if she was avoiding him or if she was embarrassed or something stupid like that. And he really didn’t want to seem pathetic and keep haunting her doorstep hoping for another glimpse of her world-class body. (more…)

“Thank you Lady D for your help.”

Jack sat in the plush velvet chair with his head lowered; the sweet sounds of the church choir filled his ears. His long, thick black hair fell across his closed dark eyes. He held the thick; leather covered Bible in his hardened hands. Hands that only ten years ago were used to kill anyone that stood in the way of completing a mission. Now, the hands were used to save people and bring them to GOD.

The sweet song ended and Jack walked his solid six foot two inch tall body to the pulpit and began his Sunday sermon. After his sermon on saving lost people ended he went back to his chair and thought to himself that he really wasn’t doing anything to help the lost people in the world, only the rich and snobby people in his church. He needed to go to the city and save people there. That was his dream when he went to the Lord, not nursing a bunch of rich hypocrites. The choir sang another of Jacks’ favorite songs and he thought back to when he met his wife. (more…)

Victoria opened to her eyes– her bedside clock was staring her in the face– it was 7:30 a.m. The room was quite dark for morning; the curtains on her large French doors were still drawn and it gave the room a certain gloomy atmosphere, as if it was an overcast day or raining outside. She tossed for a moment, contemplating returning to her slumber, when she realized that under her 400-thread count sheets, she was completely in the nude. At that complete moment, a million thoughts ran through her head. She could almost feel the warmth of her housekeepers tongue on her swollen clit as it gently brought her to unsurpassed pleasure. Was that a dream? Could that have really happened? She sat up in bed with the top sheet cuddled against her breasts. She must have taken had a wild dream. She thought of the sexy black dress she was to wear to the charity affair the night before. Her eyes darted to the floor. The cocktail dress and panties were no longer tossed about, and there was no sign of anything abnormal in the room. She quickly dismissed her thoughts and pulled the covers off her. Her morning silk robe was in its normal position at the end of the bed. She slid it over her beautiful body and started towards the bathroom when the door open. (more…)

She never should have promised to come to this stupid game. Emma was not a person who honored tradition, so why was she here? She knew the answer. She had come to see her niece play Powder Puff football. It was the first event in a very jam-packed homecoming week, and Julia had begged Emma to come. Just driving into the stadium parking lot brought back horrid memories.

Chubby Emma, coming to games with her friends, always female friends, and watching all the happy, loving couples, knowing it would never be her. Senior year, she had attended this game and sat miserably watching her Crush, the amazing Mr. Wright, her Government teacher. He was, without a doubt, the most wondrous man she had ever seen. He was new that year, fresh from college and only a few years older than Emma. Actually, he was 5 years older, but she felt such love for him anyway. He was unmarried, unattached. She knew she could make him happy, if he ever noticed her. All year, she watched and waited and wanted. Then she graduated and went off to a prestigious college, armed with her many scholarships. (more…)

“Shit it’s hot.”

She stood on the side of the road, looking towards the oncoming traffic and wondering if any of those sons of bitches in their air conditioned cars were ever going to stop and give her a lift.

When the job offer came through she had to jump at it - one problem - it was a thousand clicks away and she had no way of getting there except on her thumb.

Her sports bag was on the ground between her feet, her legs slightly parted and she could feel a slow trickle of sweat running down the inside of her one thigh, normally this would have been an erotic sensation to her, now it only irritated her, reminding her that she was hot and thirsty and still had a long way to go. A slight breeze played with the skirt of her white one piece mini sun dress, lifting it slightly, with the amount of leg that she was showing she should have been picked up ages ago. (more…)