It wasn't that she didn't love her husband; that was indisputable. Married at eighteen, the petite red head had kept her vows. Even when she hadn't always wanted. Slight stirrings of desire crept lazily through Virginia as she thought of the story she had read. Bored one night while her husband worked and the kids slept, she had logged on to an erotic storie...
Hey! I'm so sorry that It's taken me so long to post again. My hard drive crashed and I had to start over again using a jump drive at work, but then I lost the jump drive. So, his is the third time that I've written this installment. I hope you enjoy. I'll try to make them longer in the future. SRB * -Santana- I had gotten there pretty early for DC club...
Thanks to my editors MistressPenelope and sexymommakat. As always any remaining errors are mine. **** It was the day after they had celebrated their thirty-second wedding anniversary that he first yelled at her. It was the July 1, 1995. The children had left taking the grandkids with them. She had been tired and had asked him to help her clean up. "I WORK...
There was no lock on the door and no alarm system- so far as I could tell. But then, Maktavan technology is so odd that I didn't really know what I was looking for. I turned on the penlight for two seconds and searched the the foyer. Statues of heroic male and female nudes posed at random and the walls were covered with complex geometric designs in red and...
"Did I tell you you could put on shorts?" Sara asked as she walked past me doing the dishes. The door slammed shut behind her. I scrubbed a pan, trying to pretend her question had been rhetorical. But I didn't really think that tactic would work, and as I heard her walk up behind me, I knew it hadn't. I felt her breath on my neck, and saw her arm reach pas...
This story is told in a series of flashbacks from the main character's perspective. It could only be told in that manner, so in order to avoid confusion, I've used directional arrows to separate the shifts, back for the past, forward for the present. Hopefully this will help avoid confusion and make it a smooth read for everyone. Thanks as always to my edi...
Reader be aware; this is a story within a story. This story is about a man named Brian who is writing a story about two fictional characters named Yvette and Stuart. Brian's co-worker is named Evelyn. Evelyn is intrigued by reading Brian's story. Certain passages that begin with the term [Open Doc] indicate that a character is reading a story. The term [Clo...
I had been traveling for many moons on my way from protecting the people and interests of the lamas in lands far away from my home, back to Nepal for the funeral of my teacher and uncle. He had taught me the ways of the Dap-Dap warrior priests, protectors of the precepts and traditions. In the tradition of Buddhism, we learned never to take life unless there...
This story is a continuation story with characters from the Shadows of Resentment series. All characters are over 18. It is self-edited. Please vote and comment. ***** Keith was sick of the bureaucratic nonsense he had to put up with from the leaders in Washington. They really did not understand. It was not the job of his office to find lost pets or mist...
"This should be fun. A Halloween party in a real haunted house. Don't you think it'll be fun, Bill?" "Um-yeah, sure. I'm sorry. I'm having a bit of trouble with the GPS. Yes, it should be fun. Kevin's put a lot of work into this place. And the ghost is just rumors, sweetie. I don't think you should mention it to Kevin." Patricia is the love of my life, and...