Show your Lines

*Chapter 1*

The last yellow rays of late afternoon sun cut through the old, leaded windows of the student union and caught Barb in the eyes as she sat next to Janet. She squinted, took a sip of her coke, and said, “Let’s scoot around a little. The sun’s starting to hit me in the eyes.”

Janet moved her chair part way around the circular table, pulling her plate with her, and quipped, “And I thought it was just your naturally shining personality.”

Barb made a face at her and moved her own plate and drink around so she was out of the sun. It was early May and the sun was just now setting at nearly seven thirty. Outside, students walked past the Union building in the warm spring air. “I just couldn’t face the thought of dorm food tonight,” Barb said, as she picked up her cheeseburger. (more…)

Sara and Michael had a quiet and serene marriage for the past 3 years. Michael was a lawyer in a corporate law firm and Sara was a librarian. They spent holidays at their family’s houses. They went on vacations twice a year. They owned a nice house in a suburb of New York City.

Sara went out with her friends, Missy and Claire. Claire was married to a doctor and liked to go to parties. When Sara and Claire were in college together, Claire was a slut and loved to admit that to anyone who asked. Missy was in love since high school and had three children and 12 years of marriage before her 30th birthday. The ladies ordered drinks and by the 3rd round, Claire asked, “Has anyone else experienced a slump in the bedroom department. Derek has barely enough energy to kiss me when he gets home from the hospital. I’m thinking of taking a lover.” She was matter of fact about her decision and Sara’s eyebrow shot upwards. (more…)

Part 2 of The Boss series picks up after Micki revealed her dominant relationship with her husband and how it ended. In the course of embarking on a new sexual role, Micki discusses her rather strange introduction to sex…

For those of you who were so kind to respond to part 1 of this story, don’t worry, there will be more coming about the adventures of Micki as dominatrix.

“After the marriage, it was quite a while before I began to date again, and I looked for men who had a strong self image and who were more assertive. It was wonderful to be with equal partners, men who wanted to make decisions. And then something strange happened; I began to understand how freeing the choice to be submissive can be. And with each new partner, I let myself go a little farther and let them become more dominant.” “At first they loved the feeling of control they had over me, but each of them would only go so far, then they became uncomfortable and distant and before long they told me they couldn’t handle this type of relationship anymore. Some were angry as they told me while others were downright embarrassed.” (more…)

The woman entered the hallway and looked around for her client. Her gaze fell upon a man in his mid-forties, nice build, graying hair, business suit and unhappy marriage. Typical for this massage parlor. Although they were all different, different ages, various backgrounds and ethnicities they all had the same look – the look of starvation.

He gazed up and caught her beautiful blue eyes, relief and familiarity relaxing him. The men are always nervous in the hallway, fearful they will see someone they know, fearful they will be found out. She smiled as he approached her taking his hand and squeezing it as she lead him down the hall to the room. Before she opened the door, she paused with her hand on the knob and turned to him; a devilish grin spreading across her gorgeous lips. He stopped, a little confused, and raised and eyebrow quizzingly. “I have a surprise for you,” she whispered. (more…)

Helen was sifting through the latest batched of replies to her online adult dating advert when she came across Graham’s and laughed! His self-assurance bordered on arrogance - in fact it didn’t border on arrogance - it was arrogance! He was a self proclaimed master of the bedroom, promising Helen a time she would never forget, with complete satisfaction guaranteed. He would, he said, send her home knowing just how good sex could be, so long as she did as she was told!

Normally Helen would have treated such apparent conceit with disdain and would have consigned the message to the recycle bin, but for some reason today was different. After reading it a time or two she found she had to take him seriously, she didn’t know why, but something about his attitude appealed to her. In fact, the whole idea of surrendering herself to him was turning her on, and before she knew it she had emailed back to signal her interest. But even as she did so she wondered if she dare become involved with someone with such leanings? What was he, egotist, dominant, or psychopath? (more…)

I left Lynn resting well in my bed, as I went off to work. I had left her a note saying that my crew would be starting on her kitchen tomorrow and that she would need to go home and get some things, as she would be staying with me for a few days. To add a little twist, I left her another note with some instructions and what time I would return.

The second note I had left for her, instructed her to first go downstairs and take a shower, then she was to go to the dungeon, find the items I had left for her, and to put them on. I then told her I would be returning about six that night, and that she was expected to be ready. (more…)