We were going out to a party out of town. We would be spending the night so that the one hour drive wouldn't become a DUI waiting to happen, or something worse. The event was an annual appreciation dinner for clients of my company's business insurance provider. My wife and I had gone last year and had a moderately good time. I thought we had to go as a good...
(To the reader: This continuation of the story is told in the same style as the original installment. It was necessary in order to maintain the story line itself. PRECAUTIONARY DISCLOSURE: all characters in the following story are above the age of 18.) * I sit at the table in my room... waiting... anxiously waiting.... I have a drink... sip at it... Then...
"Shit, shit, shit!" I look down at the ceramic shards lying on the floor. Little bastard just had to slip right out of my fingers. That was his favorite mug. As soon as he finds out I'm really gonna be in for it. I throw the dishcloth down in frustration. I lean on the kitchen sink and look out of the window at the carefully manicured garden, the view ruined...
I am standing in the kitchen, waiting for master to come home. I have the kids sitting down doing homework, and I am cooking dinner. I usually have it done by now, so Jase can just walk in and eat dinner, but lately, it has seemed like too much work to hurry, so I figure, he can learn to wait. I hear the door close, and wipe my hands on my apron. Going out i...
It isn't like being with a boy. Boys are easy. I know how to flirt with them. I have 30 + years of experience. I'm pretty sure I flirted with my next door neighbor—one year my senior—while we were still in diapers. Then he went off to kindergarten while I stayed home, we both made new friends, and we hardly spoke again. My point? I like boys. Always have....
Three months on the job and Tatianna was finally feeling like she was getting the respect in the office that she and, frankly, her title deserved. As the architectural firm's newest Vice President of Operations she really only answered to one person above her, Ian, the firm's President and leading architect. She had always had these problems. She knew that a...
Hi again, it’s me Nan. Once again I bring you the written copy of a more recent interracial adventure. Just like before, I love receiving mail from all of you and if you don’t get a reply from me the first time, hell, write me again. A little background for this story: It happen one night last summer. I was on my way home from club-hopping (my hubby w...
Ch. 02—The Babysitter Arrives Kay Andrews was not pleased with the behavior of her two daughters—Karen, 21; and Andrea, 18. When Karen, a popular blonde community-college student had mistreated her sister, Kay thought she could show Karen what happens to even older girls who need some correction by placing Andrea totally in charge of her older sister. Ala...
A few years ago, my girlfriend of two plus years, Missy, and I had the greatest weekend of our lives. Before I begin, let me describe Missy. She is a 5' 4" redhead with an unmatched appetite for exploring her sexual boundaries. Which basically meant, she would do anything that I wanted, except anal. She had just graduated college, where she was a sprinter on...
Dean was led into a small hall containing only a small table bearing a television surrounded by a dozen young men and women in white coats. He saw Moriarty, with her clipboard, standing in the centre of the group. The closing of the door alerted the entire room to his presence and all eyes turned to him as he walked across the hall. The small screen was show...