Step by step by step, she ascended towards the 26th Floor. She dreaded it no less than she had yesterday, or the day before, but she hurried upwards at a good clip nonetheless. Her thighs burned. Her chest heaved. And she could feel a trickle of sweat running down her back. But the clock was always ticking, and there would be repercussions if she were late....
Tristan absently brushed a lock of dark hair out of his eyes as leaned over the desk to look at the smoke alarm. "Tell me again why this is worth $1100.00?" "This is the most advanced hidden surveillance system you can get on the civilian market." The sales person said starting his pitch again. "What makes this so unique isn't just the technology but the fa...
*** Kennedy *** Kennedy's hand brushed against Abigail's as they walked side by side down the wide corridor. Feeling guilty, she forced her thoughts back to the moment. Skylar had told them that a signal from the plane's transponder popped up on a receiver, but only for a moment. Surely that meant someone was still out there to rescue. She refused to think...
This farcical story is totally fictitious—no resemblance is intended to any persons dead or alive, or any organizations for that matter. The situation regarding the Parthenon Marbles is real, however. I have profound respect for the many individuals working to achieve an agreement on the future of these truly great works of art. Hopefully, someday, the Marb...
***** [author's Note: This is the first of 6 chapters. The story is long and I take some time to develop the plot and characters. I hope you will find it interesting. Also note, the balance of chapters will move into a different category, please take the time to find them. Thanks for reading. --W ] * I picked up my towel and used it to wipe my face, I had...
Author's Notes: 'A Shepherd Afield' is a continuation of 'A Shepherd in France' which continued the story of 'The Shepherd of Ashburn Court'. Minimal effort is made in this tale to explain the backstory so please read the other stories first. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** Chapter 36...
With heartfelt thanks to Bill Kipling Jack Bateman sat in his den. His blue eyes were unfocused as he stared at the TV screen. The local news broadcast was white noise to him, a murmuring backdrop to his thoughts. The glass of Pilsener stood ignored beside his chair, the remote control lay forgotten in his hand. He had seen her today. When amongst people,...
Clearing the company books is the one time of year that Robert really loves his job as an accountant for SAMS Spa. Sure, once a year for a couple of nights a week, he has to work late, but he doesn't mind. He's got nothing to go home to anyway except an empty house, his wife of 24 years having died of cancer four years ago. Besides, he enjoys his job. It's...
Thank you so much to everyone that commented on my first story! I greatly appreciate it and it inspired me to write another! Hopefully this one is even better after taking some of your critiques into account! The Jealousy Game "Excuse me?! What the fuck is THAT supposed to mean," Alex screamed at me. "Babe, babe...calm down, I -" "Calm down? Fuck you...
This is a loving wives story, but it has a healthy dollop of exhibitionism, and a lesbian scene inside it. I don't usually publish in Loving Wives. I have two previous stories in the rubric, The Smoker, and The Smoker Returns. Don't worry however: There's no smoking in this story! ***************** I consider myself to be a lucky man. I'm lucky in my genet...