I Ask For It

Part 2 is short compared to most of my other stories. I wasn't sure how part one would go, this is a rabbit trail I hadn't been down before. Overall I'm pleased, it scored higher than I originally thought it would. Thank you to those who made that happen. As for a military man taking a passive stance instead of an aggressive one. I think back to my family, uncles and grandparents who had been in the WW2 as well as Korea and Vietnam. They had all seen battle, yet when they returned home life went on, just as it has with the main character of this story. Life was lonely for the most part, if I kept moving it seemed to be less cluttered with thoughts and wonderment about Heather and Alice. I battled with whether I should have stayed, punched William out and gone after Heather and Alice. It seemed a futile effort from where I stood, there was no way I would win a court battle for adoption with consent from the biological father, and that wasn't likely. My mind may have be...

Author's note -- All characters are over 18, as established within the story. Paradise Obtained: Chapter 8 -- Trouble in the harem Georgia Harding had developed a routine while staying at Hawk Castle. She rose with the sun just after 7 a.m. each morning and went for an hour's run before breakfast, taking her out of the castle, across the valley to the wooded slopes to the east, through the woods and then back to the Castle. It was a solitary affair; she invited no one and had rebuffed the only offer to accompany her, made by Ilse. This morning was bitterly cold, as early February in the Carpathians was wont to be, but fortunately there was no snow and she was soon warmed by her exercise. When she had just entered the treeline on the outward leg of her run Georgia stopped and turned aside, leaning her back against the trunk of a tree. She knew she had to make the call here as further up-slope mobile reception became patchy at best. Anyway, it was the designated time for her re...

This story continues after Pleasuring Virginia Part 7. EXPLAIN YOURSELF! That is what Virginia told me to do when we all awkwardly sat together in her living room. Virginia and my wife, Ruth, just watched me fucking Rosie, Virginia's daughter, in her ass. Virginia appeared to be calm and in control, because she always was. Rosie was curled up in a light blue terry cloth bathrobe. She looked like she was ridden hard and put away wet, because she was. Virginia and Rosie were sitting on the sofa. I was the only person who was naked, which added to the awkward situation. Ruth was stiffly sitting at the edge of the chair across from me. She seemed angry and pissed, because she was. I knew I was completely and totally fucked. And not in a good way. I was also flummoxed. It was ecstasy one moment when I was fucking Rosie, and then a moment later it was despair when I saw that my wife was watching. The thrill of victory and the agony of defeat. I eventually stammered something incoherent...

CHAPTER FOUR: WEEKEND II Mr. Nolan stopped at my desk Friday afternoon just as I pressed enter and sent the last document I had to finish off for review. "Are you ready?" I started the process of shutting down my open applications before turning off my computer and switching the phones to the answering service. I glanced over my shoulder, "Almost, sir." Completed, I reached under my desk for my purse and overnight bag and stood up. "Sir, I really didn't know what to pack for the weekend. I finally decided I would only need a couple outfits at most." "Are they slutty?" I blushed, "Very, sir." "Then, you did well. Besides, we're going shopping, again. Silly to be packing when you can just have things at my place, too." I looked at him stunned. I am going to have clothes and stuff at his home? He took my arm and my bag and headed us to the door and the elevator. "Am I taking this too fast?" "Ah... no, sir...

Dear Reader, If you've read Reality Need Not Apply Chapters 1-3 (and you should do this before reading this chapter), you may remember I took a two year break before writing chapter 3. As a result, my timeline got a little mixed up. In one part of chapter 3, I imply it's been almost a year Amanda has been with Dylan and Erickson Industries. In another part, I explicitly say two months. My intention is for Amanda to have been with Dylan and the company for two months. Hopefully, I will avoid further confusion by writing this new chapter much more quickly after releasing Chapter 3. By now, you are probably also aware that this story is a collection of fantasies that I have. Most are not ones I've directly participated in mostly because they would be damaging to my career. I wrote this story where consequences like STIs, pregnancies, and a loss of career aren't factors when one engages in outrageous sexual acts. This story also sexually objectifies Amanda and Sabina. I ...