This is a completely stand-alone story or the Valentines Day contest. However, for those following the "Strange Arrangement" stories, I know I promised Dottie's story was next, but I didn't like how her story turned out, so it's getting a big rewrite. In the meantime, here is a single-chapter story that includes one minor character from A Strange Arrangement...
I've been feeling a little bored by my seduction techniques. I feel like I'm always setting the scene with candles and sexy lingerie, or bubble baths and massages. Tonight, I'm going to pretend it is just dinner. I invite Bryan over to my place for dinner...at least that's what I'm telling him. I lure him with the food—I'm a great cook and he's always very a...
I came home late after my afternoon adventure with Gary and Emily (See "Gary" and "Emily") and was in a great mood, natch. However, getting home to Betsy dampened it somewhat. "Cheating" on her was no big deal, since she was married, but cheating on her with a guy was not where I wanted to be. I was exploring, not really bringing out a gay side. I told mys...
Redeemed The rapping at the door seemed more like a dream than reality when Philip first heard it, and for a moment he was convinced it was someone knocking on the cabin door of the yacht that he was sailing across the Mediterranean, but as reality settled in and he swatted in the direction of a buzzing mosquito in the darkness, he realized there was no ya...
They were horny. That's nothing new but when you haven't had sex for a few days and been thinking about it for a while, it's a little distracting. Or a lot. Google "what to do when you're really horny". Only for a minute. Then get back to work. Let off a little steam: Trade sexy "what I'm going to do to you" messages. Try to work. Focus on work. Not horny...
Author's note: This story was inspired by a fan of mine, Kaleb. Hope you enjoy. You nervously check to make sure you suit doesn't have any lint on it as you wait for your interview. You can't believe your luck, getting an onsite interview for your dream job was too much. And when you did some research on the current management you saw that the person to who...
And then there was Jenny, standing in the doorway, her carefully matched white panties and perhaps too small sports bra hinting at the shape of things to come. Her hair was short cropped and blonde, falling over her black-rimmed glasses. She was attractive, until you peered beneath the surface. She demurely raised her hand to the light switch and flicked i...
Introduction - Forward by Master-Historian Maritza Ortskt-Dukovna Every country has its legends; the stories of people whose lives have transcended historical reality into that strange space between truth and fantasy. The Grand Duchy of Upper Danubia (or the Danubian Republic, as we prefer to call ourselves today) is certainly no exception to that common tr...
George Thomas Ford was an absolute asshole! He was the retail store owner. He was a round fellow, with white beard. He is often thought of by his employees as the Evil Santa. In fact, he would dress as Santa Claus during the last weekend before Christmas, faking a jovial "Ho, Ho, Ho," and taking little children on his lap, asking, "Have you been naughty or n...
I stepped out of the shower, only to find Gina waiting for me in my room. "Remember to open the door for her, and do everything you can to treat her like a lady," she told me, as though I didn't already know. I was getting ready for my date with mom, and for some reason, Gina had gotten it into her head that I didn't know how to treat a woman, properly. "Yo...