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Thorns And Honey
Was this all part of his master plan? He loved to get me riled up to make it up to me later. Being unsure of his motives had my anxiety on edge. The water rocked steadily against the yacht he bought and named after me. I thought the notion a bit too cheesy but my cynical side had gotten the best of me more times than I'd like. He was a good man. A terribly good-looking man, with a smile that could force my thighs to quiver within seconds with just one look. And he was currently using that smile to get into my good graces.
By Sharlene Alba4 years ago in Filthy
Short Story: Fresh Linen
Fresh Linen My last breath was orgasmic. The French call an orgasm la petite mort; unfortunate for me, my final orgasm turned into la grande mort as my eyes bulged from their sockets and were subsequently closed by my quietus. As soon as I felt my body going numb, darkness engulfed me.
By Onna D'Anno4 years ago in Filthy
Country Club Chronicles Part 5
Lee and David never spoke about what they did behind the dumpster at work last week. In all honesty, they were too busy. Lee's other two managers were on vacation and Lee had been stuck in the bar making drinks and taking orders there. David often worked outside at the pool and on the outside dining area. When they did cross paths Lee felt that David seemed kind of awkward and cold toward him. "Had something happened?" Lee wondered.
By Kevin Martin4 years ago in Filthy
The Chair
They were supposed to be cleaning, figuring out what they needed to trash and what would remain a part of their home. The chair sat in a corner, looking rough. Fake leather peeled off the arms and there were scratch marks from cats sharpening their claws. He fell into it with ease and looked at her with those ice blue eyes.
By Lenny Jacobs4 years ago in Filthy
Revenge Confessions
Taraji P. Henson had nothing on me when it came to the term “Acrimony”. Vexed was my current state of mind as I paced back and forth on the balcony like a runway model to regain my composure. I had scores to settle, but was caught off guard by an overwhelming feeling of emotion for my target.
By Carly Tillotson4 years ago in Filthy
Dog Eat Dog
Summary: Your loving and charismatic husband is finally taking you to that local spot you’ve been talking about. Lucky for you, you meet a very nice guy there who came to play. Your man knows exactly what you want and need and just how to help you get it.
By Jay Taylor4 years ago in Filthy
