Ugh, why do we have to deal with Monday's? Can't we just start on Tuesday? I thought as I sat at my desk, staring at the shit hand that the start of week had dealt me. The company was replacing all of the employee laptops, and it was a rather large undertaking. I had to load our custom software in addition to all of the other programs the various employees u...
Author's Note: Please vote, this is a contest piece for April Fool's 2018. I would like to the Alice_Rosaleen and mrssecondsamuel for their help editing and encouraging this story. * "Oh, come on, I'm not falling for an April Fool's joke," I said, balancing the phone against my hair, as I thought about what I was actually going to wear to class tomorrow....
I sat behind my dark oak office desk as my gorgeous redheaded partner Carla McBain occupied the chair across from me. Ours wasn't so much an office as it was a converted stand-alone garage. We rarely needed it to house my little blue Honda Accord, so I had some friends put up walls to partition the building into three rooms; an anteroom for Carla, an office...
Vivian Thorn pulled her hand back from her work and checked her pressure gauge. It read eight hundred pounds and she nodded to herself. She returned to gently brushing sediment away from the delicate vase, half buried in the ocean floor. Underwater archeology was her passion, but she was so single minded that once she began, she would often forget to check t...
With every stitch of her clothing saturated to the skin and every fiber of her being chilled to the bone by the driving and frigid January rain, Donna Mitchell's mind was comprised of only one thought: A stiff drink sure would be wonderful! Though it had been six months since Donna had her last drink of alcohol before joining AA, she could still taste the cr...
Hi Litsters, Wow, full time jobs really take time out of your day, don't they? This is the first miserable bit of literature I've managed to eke out since I joined the ranks of the gainfully employed. I hope you like it. Please let me know your opinion of the story in the form of votes and comments. Private email feedback is also welcome. The band mentione...
This is the final part of a lesbian romance. I split the story into three parts to keep each one a reasonable length but it is a continuous story so you'll need to read part one first, which can be found at: http: //www.literotica.com/s/such-a-little-thing-ch-01 Many thanks must go to EarthlyRose for her help editing this story. In addition, gratitude and...
Author's Note: Two years ago a very good freind lost her arm in a single car accident. Even after two years, I watch her struggle with depression and a shattered self image. It's often time frustrating to watch, but more often humbling to see someone coping with a loss I don't know that I could bear. this story is for her and for all of those who daily have...
A whisper. So small and subtle, yet so very intimate. Soft lips pressed close to the ear, light puffs of air slipping through the opening with a message meant only for one. A whisper, so intimate, slipped through my window at two-thirty in the morning. I remember my roommate Jeannine not liking my idea of leaving the windows open that night. The air conditi...
(Dedicated to my sweetheart Deni, and my precious Penny, who helped me to discover and appreciate my own sexuality. You both will always have a special place in my heart that no others can ever occupy.) It was another beautiful early summer morning in this land 'down under' ... in this wonderful picturesque land of Australia. When I first arrived here on 'a...