Slow Stories

Lewis is sat watching the lively picnic while his wife Shelly is socialising among relatives. The drinks come round and what he's offered seems to have a magical effect on the rest of his day! ... Lewis joins his mother for dinner at her hotel and then stays the night! ... ... By the time dawn arrives his future has changed! He finds himself running a diamond mine, in South Africa! ... ... A long slow pot boiler ... enjoy!

[ADVANCE WARNING: this is ALL tease... that's my thing. If that's not your thing, don't read it. Sorry. Thanks.] Zoe's sister is having a sleepover. Inexplicably, they all want to hang out substantially underdressed, giving their father an unexpected experience.

Left with no alternative but to disguise herself as a man in order to escape her deranged father, Jeanne leaves her home wearing her dead fiancé's army uniform. Jeanne travels though post-war 1870s France as an army medic. In Lyon, Jeanne saves a factory owner, and falls in love with his daughter, Colette. Unfortunately Jeanne is still disguised as a man. Can their blossoming relationship survive the deception? What will Colette's father and cousin do if they realise Jean-Paul is really Jeanne?

Tammy loves her son. He had stepped up to be the man of the house when his father died. Tammy also cherishes his girlfriend Amy, who now lives with them. Amy was a freshman in high-school when she and Austin began to date (he was a senior). Austin’s mining supervisor job often has him overseas for extended periods. Tammy makes sure that Amy’s intimate needs are met during those times.

What insurance policy? He never knew that he was worth two million dollars dead, but his wife did.

A man returns early from a business trip and ends up wishing he hadn't.

An interracial tale of the agonizing downfall of an above average woman, wife, and mother. One man, and his carefully collected conspirators work to ensure that African-Americans don't lack representation among increasing numbers of underprivileged factions in America. Note that his plot does not represent the majority of blacks. I abhor racism in the real world, but I don't object to using a fetish trope in a sex-fantasy. Note 2: AI was used in the creation of this story. But I wrote 80% of it.

I had the screaming hots for her, but would I ever get her?

Wanting to watch my wife with another man.

She was an absolute bitch until...