Fiance Of My Ex-Boss: Chapter 3 – Round Two

"Try not to stare at me the whole time, or I might get the idea you want a rematch."

As I was driving away, Phil called. I picked it up in an excellent mood."Hi, buddy. How are you doing?""What the fuck did you just do with Mr. McCoy?""Who?""Come over now! Don't drive away.""Fuck! Damn! This is just great. Were...

Witch Love, Woman’s Love – Chapter One

"A shy weightlifter meets a beautiful witch who wants to have a gang-fuck with black studs."

That mysterious woman wasn't living far. It was a twenty-minute walk from the third-story pad* I had been living in for a year and a half, that is, since I got back from the war in Europe (*pad means "flat",...