Note: This is my first story, so please enjoy and leave any constructive criticism and comments. All people seen in this story are of 18 years or older. ***** "Ugh. Whatever happened to standards Sharon? Why does everyone think all you need to be a secretary is to look good?" Meet Jake Andrews, a 38 year old CEO of a medium sized business firm. Jake looked...
The Desperate Housewife Aunt Melinda was always glad to lend an ear when a friend of hers was in need. Not that Kelli was really a friend of hers. She knew Kelli through a Latina friend of hers, who Vanessa. Vanessa was a Colombian born and bred in the US, whereas Kelli had come over from the home country five years previously. Vanessa was one of those wome...
I'd been dreading this day for some time. It was the last week of Summer vacation and I was about to start my final year of high school. My name is Simon and I've just turned eighteen years-old. I've been a swimmer since junior high, not the best on the team, in fact probably one of the weaker swimmers. Juniors are frequently called ahead of me to race, and...
Hey, I'm back with another installment of my series A Love Story. All of the marriages seems so perfect and happy, right? Maybe or maybe not? For Peter and Kim, there is trouble in paradise. Every relationship goes through storms. Let's see if they come out of the other side. For now, I hope you enjoy reading about Peter and Kim. All the characters in th...
Chapter 26 At the risk of rushing the story, our sophomore year went by rather quickly. I was actually really rather surprised by how fast college was going in general. I think it may have something to do with enjoying my time; learning what I wanted to learn and being with people who I liked to be with. We were still both in the dorms, much like freshman...
Alia knew she was in trouble when instead of stealing the contents of Russian mob boss Ivan Strignofsky's safe; she stole his "sex slave". The poor woman hadn't wanted to be there in the first place and Alia felt guilty just walking away. She'd spent the last twenty years keeping out of the notice of others. Or walking away from the bad things that she saw....
(This is an official entry into the 2008 Literotica Halloween story contest. I hope you will read all of this year's submissions, and please don't forget to vote and/or leave a comment.) ***** Jessica leaned against the doorway of her daughter's room, watching the tiny form upon the shadowed bed. The sweet aroma of warm milk permeated the air, mingling wit...
We both did sleep well that night, in separate beds. Nothing was said the next day, - spent mostly on the beach drinking pina coladas and trying not to get sunburnt. That night we ate at the restaurant right near the trailer, and Megan wore a less outrageous dress. We passed the night trying different wines and when we got back she kissed me hard, murmur...
OK, here it is. The last chapter. Enjoy. ***** Chapter 11 (Friday) I'm only half awake. Something is moving in the bed. My eyes open, just a crack, and I can see the sun just starting to lighten up the sky through open windows. I thought those were closed when we went to bed. Everything is quiet again, but only for a minute or two. The bed dips down as Ma...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Life exists in both seconds and years. Don't ignore one for the other. I would like to thank the phone operator and Chief of the Burnham, Illinois Police Department for answering my questions, despite their bizarre nature. ***** (Monday Night) I should have known to not hav...