Finally, I had landed the perfect job. Teaching high school. And not just teaching anything – teaching MATH – a subject that I enjoyed because of the pure simplicity of it. This was quite a turn around for me. Here I was in my mid-fifties making a career change – going from being a high-powered corporate manager to a teacher. Leaving behind the stress and ag...
Pounding on my door while I watch some breaking news on TV. Hot summers day, way too hot to be comfortable, has made me stay indoors instead of working in the field like I should. Growing crops is what I do during this time of year. No work at all, earning nothing is making me really depressed lately. Income is something I should have had by this time but oc...
Notes for a family history. ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan October 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or l...
The next day I heard some stirring as Dorris was putting the last of her things together to get out. I looked up as she kissed me softly on the lips. She told me that she had to get back to her husband, her school teaching job, and her life. I was sorry to see her go, but I was also happy to have my room for the rest of the week. I told her bye and we exchan...
Toronto Police Service constable Guillaume Renard shook his head as he looked at yet another dead body. Jennifer Stone had been nineteen years old when she died, a second-year student at Seneca College. Three days ago, her parents, William and Maeve Stone reported her missing. The cop they spoke to promised to do the best she could, but she should have told...
Based on my own experiences working for an older guy. We never actually had sex, but you better believe I thought about it! ***** I was at work and it was a lovely day. The sun shone brightly over our little patch of heaven and I was feeling good. As usual I didn’t so much care about the work I was doing, although it was progressing nicely. I mean I had...
Notes: This is a cheating wife story, and there is no hot sex. It is more an adult fiction, psychology story in this tale of people who probably live next door to the reader. Thank you for reading my submissions, and I appreciate constructive feedback. All errors are mine. ***** Eve and Jerry's New Baby and Their New World Another Cheating Wife Story Je...
The alarm in the next room awoke Gwen at 6am. She had not slept much, only dropping off after she had finally risen at one point to put on her underwear, sure the oil that Natalie had applied the night before had dried. She lay there a moment, hearing the squeak of the bed on the other side of the wall as two bodies rose from it, debating whether to get up...
It was maelstrom of fleeting thoughts. Zoey cycled through them all, one after the other, each as unsustainable as the last. She was glad to be with Carmen, though that meant being stowed under her desk for the meantime, but Gretchen was out there. Stalking the halls. Her heels had probably cracked under the force of her steps. Had the black eye set in yet?...
Her thin, naked body pressed against me under the covers. Her breast touched my chest and I traced circles around the nipple. Large nipples on small, shapely tits. "You're awake," she said. "Duh." She wrapped her hand around my cock. She squeezed it. "Tell me again," she said. "Pull up on it, not down. That's better. You're definitely getting the hang....