Author: rplife89

Personal Trainer

I was near the end of my three month VIP personal training regimen and was finally starting to feel human again after thirteen years of having kids, getting them to school, washing their clothes, making their meals and in general having very little time for myself.

After my second and final child I left all thoughts of my own career behind and let my husband be the bread winner for the family while I made sure that the kids that we decided to bring into the world turned out to be decent humans. I don’t regret it, but it’s not for everyone. So the youngest was finally in grade school and I had some time that I could actually call my own and after taking a deep breath and looking hard into the mirror I realized how focused I had been on other people and not my own health. I decided to take some of the money that I set aside for making improvements around the house and improve myself. Read more »

Familiar

The seat under him was starting to become uncomfortable, the bike wasn’t designed for long leisurely cruises. He hadn’t bought it with hours long rides in mind. He’d bought it to be a fun and reliable way to commute 20-30 miles in one direction to work with at least eight hours out of the saddle between the 30-40 minute commute. He had been on the rumbling motorcycle for over three hours now and had the better part of another hour still to go. This would be the last gas stop though. This was another problem with his duel terrain retro scrambler even with a highway mileage of close to 45 miles per gallon having a fuel tank that was less than two and a half gallons meant the stops were more frequent than was strictly convenient. Though being able to stand and walk around a bit would be a relief from the firm seat. He pulled his face plate up as he pulled into the station and found an open pump and slid in next to it. He dismounted quickly and stood stretching his legs as he pulled out his wallet and slid his card to pay for the gas. As he entered his pin he was thankful, not for the last time that, he had kept some personal accounts that his wife didn’t have access to. He selected premium and pushed the nozzle into the tank. It didn’t take long to pump two gallons of gas to top off the miniscule tank and he put the nozzle back in the holder. He looked around to make sure he wasn’t hogging a pump in a busy station and saw that at least three or four of the other pumps were untaken. He remained standing for as long as he could as he pulled out his phone and sent a quick text letting her know that he was around 45 minutes out.
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I [m] would love some honest opinions and constructive criticism on some of my stories

Hi, I’m new to this sub but not to writing erotica. Most of my stories never get posted because I either don’t finish them or I don’t like how they turn out.

So this is why I’m here, I have a wordpress with a few of what I feel are my better stories and I’d love for you to read any or all of them if you’re interested. Here’s a short list of what I have:

Personal Trainer – female pov about an older married woman and her younger Male trainer

Luthier – male pov about a married instrument maker and a female helper

Mr. Smith’s Lady – male pov about a dom and his fiance’s best friend

Night Shift – female pov about a newly trained ambulance worker and her male co-worker

You might ask why am I doing this? Well mostly its because I want to start putting out stories again but I’m the type of person that wants to become better at whatever they’re doing. So I’m looking for feedback, what worked, what didn’t, what could make it better? I would also love people who are the editing type if they want to give my stories a proofread. Read more »