Animals

Plaything
by Scorpio00155(c)

"Come on Rita." my husband yelled up the stairs "the taxi will be here
soon."

Putting the final touches to my make-up I stood up and looked at
myself in the full length mirror, nodding I looked at my reflection
with approval, my trim body and heavy breasts filled out the black
evening dress nicely. The slit at the side of the skirt showed a good
amount of stockinged leg when I moved and my make-up enhanced all my
best features while hiding the few wrinkles I had developed after
thirty-three years.

Chapter 6

“Isn’t that risky?” asked Sol.  “What happens when she goes to the police?”

Ricardo laughed.  “Nothing happens.  That’s the beauty of it.  She can go to the police and file a complaint but nothing can happen.  They don’t have jurisdiction down here.  And even if the US government lodges a complaint, it will fall on deaf ears.  We did nothing illegal based on the laws of Cuchilla.”

Chapter 4

Jane woke up the next morning in her bed.  She had no idea how she got there.  The last thing she remembered about the night before was cooking in the pot.  She remembered the water getting hotter and hotter until it was uncomfortable.  But that’s all that she remembered.

She lifted the sheet that covered her and reluctantly looked down across her naked form.  She expected to see signs of scalding or maybe even blistering.  But everything seemed normal and her skin still had its usual healthy pinkness.

Chapter 5: Misery Business

"Another blackjack!" the attractive dealer called out. She pushed a stack of chips towards Ryan, who dourly sat at the table sipping his drink.

"What's the matter, darling?" the dealer asked. "I've never seen someone so unhappy who is winning so much."

"Don't mind him," Ryan's friend, sitting next to him said. "He's been moping around for weeks because he got stood up on a date. I brought him here to have a little fun."

Chapter 4:  Ex's and Oh's

The plan was simple. Cunt had noticed that Ryan was recently visiting a new coffee shop around the corner from his apartment. Teresa hadn't remembered Ryan being a particularly avid coffee drinker, and yet, every morning for the past two weeks he'd return to his apartment carrying a cup from the new place.

Cunt suggested that Teresa hang out there and 'accidentally' bump into him. Then they could rekindle their relationship over coffee. It would be just like in the movies.

Chapter Eight

Chapter Seven

Chapter Six

Newton paused for a moment beside the powerful black Chrysler, 
listening to the cooling engine snap and tick as he gazed around him. 
It was the next day at Quail Lake and a typically beautiful one. The 
grey haze of that morning had dissolved and now, just after noon, the 
sun was blazing down brilliantly as a light breeze from the north 
stirred and swept away the last layer of cloud. He could hear the tops 
of the pines swishing and murmuring like hushed voices that reminded 
him where he was.

Chapter Five

"Jesus, old Braun's really fucking it to her," George gulped, laboring 
over the words as his glassy eyes peered lustfully within inches of the 
enormous cock Sloughing ruthlessly into the furthermost depths of 
Nadalee's pussy, amazement showing on his face that her tight young 
passage was capable now of engulfing the whole of the great length.

Chapter Four

"It's damned hard to believe that you'd do a thing like that," George 
said grimly, an exaggerated expression of disgust on his face as he 
glowered at the terrified girl standing a few feet away from the bed, 
"but if Braun says he caught you peeping at us from the doorway, it's 
got to be the truth."