The Indian doctor's second summons came during a business lunch with my boss at the Bangkok club rooms in the Montien Hotel of the Royal Phattaya Yacht Club. It came as somewhat of a surprise as it was more than a month after the last time I'd been at the doctor's office. My boss was sponsoring me for membership in the club even though I had yet to buy so mu...
My boss Justin wasn't a beautiful man. He was short with a badly trimmed moustache, a thatch of white hair, huge sweet patched under his armpits & rather a large beer belly. But he was my boss so I treated him with a certain amount of respect. After a few too many glasses of champagne at the Christmas party I'd let it slip that before I'd married my wife I h...
I was sitting at a small table in the corner of the cocktail lounge trying to relax and analyze what I had just heard and figure out what I was going to do for an income now that I was unemployed. I was angry and mystified. I had spent the last 2 days, in a hotel conference room, listening to hostile strangers tell me they had just bought the defense contr...
It was my first summer out of college and I was really struggling to find a job. I was only just 18 and was supposed to spend my weekends partying with all my friends. But no job meant no money. Still, it wasn't all bad. As an 18 year old with a taste for older men, I could usually rely on a generous man to buy me a drink or two on a Friday night down at the...
The first time is always a bitch. That's what everybody tells you, and for me, the old adage keeps proving to be the case. I am a married man—23 years—with four kids, ages fifteen to twenty-one, so I'm what they call "old enough to know better." That's why when I first received an invitation to a JO party I told myself I had lived a quiet respectable life in...
Barry straightened his tie and headed down the hall to the spacious office occupied by Craig and Shelly, the married couple who ran the marketing company where Barry was Director of Operations. Barry was second only to them and it was time for his biannual review. No matter how many times he had been through these reviews, Barry's stomach was always in knots...
Part 19. That Time You And Your Boss Got It On In A Hotel Room And It WASN'T A Daydream: Jason's Perspective The part of myself that had principles wanted to turn around and leave. I should have more self-respect than this. But, the part of me that had wanted him for more than seven years was in control. And that was the part of myself that ruled me when I...
I had gone to see Jim at his house several times over the preceding year. I was 25 and I guess he was a little older. Each time had been the same routine. He would call and have me drive over. Park around the corner and then enter his house through the patio door in his back yard. He'd be waiting there in his living room naked and I'd drop to my knees suck h...
Hello, there. My name is Samuel Xavier. I have a story to share with you. I see a lot of Black men and white men these days at each other's throats. They fight over both Black women and white women. They fight over politics, real estate, race, sex and money. What if they joined forces? That's what this story is all about. Please read on. Ever since he was yo...
It happened again last night. I was sitting at the bar minding my own business at the Harrington Hotel, the one near the airport, enjoying an after work glass of draft beer when a middle-aged man sat next me. There were plenty of open bar stools so he'd made a conscious decision to sit directly beside me. I didn't mind. One of the the reasons I come to the...