Harley thought of his wife, a beautiful, sleek-bodied Japanese woman - from Japan - with a mixture of longing and regret. His ex-wife, actually. She had left him two months before, declaring irreconcilable differences and her agreed upon portion of his fortune. Not much considering, but...there was a part of him that still missed her. Terribly. He sat alon...
My stories are in chronological order. I encourage you to follow along and read these stories in this order as a prelude to this one: I Hire Monica The Maid Monica's First Day as My Maid Monica the Maid's Three Hole Day I Partner with Linda, A Salon Owner I Massage Monica the Maid Hot and Sexy Business Opportunities I Become a Therapeutic Instructor...
N--- was a pretty young Asian woman. The first time we went out, I picked her up after she got off work at the restaurant where I had met her. We had made no particular plans, which suited her just fine. As we drove around looking for something to do, a dance song she liked came on the radio, and she closed her eyes and began dancing dreamily in the bucket s...
This story is a work of fiction. All of the characters and events are fictional. All characters portrayed in this story are over eighteen years of age. This story portrays graphic sex and masturbation. If you are in an area where reading this is illegal or you are offended by any of this then please stop reading now. There seems to be a group of readers who...
Lisa and Don had been close friends for years. What was odd was the way their friendship had come about. Lisa had been the college roommate and best friend of Don's ex-wife Sheryl. Don and Sheryl had gotten married shortly after college and Sheryl continued to hang out with Lisa regularly. About a year after that, Lisa married a guy named Erik. Don and Eri...
Note: "She Will Be Loved" by Maroon 5 is obviously not my song. In many ways, it is my song, as it seems to be the anthem for lonely young women out there, but I do not own the rights to it. Since I won't be profiting in any way from this short story of the same title or quoting the lyrics, please don't sue me...And yes, some of the lyrics are missing. Eric...
I fidgeted like a first-time wheelman during an armed robbery, waiting for my boy to come out of the Pump-N-Pay. Not that my anxiety was anything out of the ordinary. I've been on edge for most of the week, cramming for midterms. Hell, I've been on edge for most of my life. My refilled script for Xanax, set in my front pocket pressed against my thigh, each...
I started a T-shirt printing company when I was in college. Nothing fancy. Just handmade silk screens, a couple of wooden frames with card board backing and a squeegee. It was more for lack of something better to do and it kept me in pocket change. People liked the designs, the T-shirts sold, and the business kept growing. I asked a couple of friends to work...
The Dinner Party at Jing's Elaine and I had been married for three years and in the last 6 months we had experimented with a variety of things to keep our sex life fresh and interesting. Some mild bondage in which I'd tie her spread-eagled to the bed or tie her wrist to a chair and buckle her ankles into a spreader bar and ram her from behind. Elaine also e...
The New England region had finally escaped the harsh clutches of winter. The days were getting warmer and the sea grass was starting to reach for the heavens. The green and harvest gold willowy stalks danced on the soft sea breeze. The mummer cries of the gulls brought serenity and peace. The billowy clouds stood boldly in the rich deep blue skies. The famil...