My name is Teresa Dawson and I am an alcoholic. My alcoholism made it easy for me to be seduced into a sleazy relationship with my husband's boss, who used me as his personal whore and all-around slut, to the point where I let him pass me around to his friends, until my husband found out about it. We aren't divorced yet, but it's pending, and I think we'v...
I deliberately went in a completely different direction here, just to try some things. This has no connection to any other stories, and I probably should have held it to Christmas, but, what the hell, I could get run over by a bus or eaten by zombie armadillos before then. I typically don't write graphic sex into most of my story lines, but that is not true...
CHAPTER TWO — THAT FATEFUL NIGHT A New Start "I don't understand!" Nate spat out the words. "You don't?" Madison asked in a matter of fact way. It surprised her how cool she felt about this. She and Nate had enjoyed some fun times in their three months together. Heck, the four of them had. Ethan and Peaches had become inseparable from them and most thin...
Into the office walked Tucker, the well-educated, temperamental engineer, on the first day of his eight week deadline, a gig taken only because an old military friend was in a bind. Heads turned. The mature, distinguished Inspector inevitably drew everyone's attention. Standing in front of the open area, Tucker looked about him for the office marked INSPECTI...
by DanielQSteele1© IF TOMORROW NEVER COMES Friday, July 22, 2005 – 9 a.m. My name is Bill Maitland. I am the second most powerful man in the State Attorney's office in Jacksonville, about to be divorced from the most beautiful woman I have ever met in my life who has fallen out of love with me, and father to a son and daughter that I have ignored for too...
I had become a seasoned traveler over the course of my writing career. I'd experienced turbulence to the extreme that I swore we were going to fall out of the sky. Witnessed a first-class business man who'd had too much champagne get handcuffed to his seat after he kept groping the female flight attendant every time she passed by. Gripped the arms of my sea...
Note to Reader: This is a work of erotic fiction, but mostly fantasy. All persons depicted within are over 18 years of age. A romantic vision; all persons and places are fictional. Any reference to real people and places are incidental in nature and unintentional. The majority of this story is romantic in nature, between a man and a woman, however, this st...
I. Seven...eight... I counted every rep in my head, pushing the barbell with all my might, my muscles straining against all hundred pounds that stood between me and victory. Nine...ten...eleven... My chest was burning, arms beginning to buckle, screaming, warning me that I'd gone too far, that now was the time to stop. To give up. C'mon, just one m...
There is a little sex in this story but I wouldn't begin to hint that it is a stroke story. Sorry. For those kind people who have wondered if I was going to write some more, the answer is Yes. I have multiple stories in the pipeline and I am just waiting for the inspiration to finish them. This one has been in my file for quite a while. It is long, I orig...
First off I'd like to thank everyone for their feedback! It's really encouraging to see so many people enjoying the story so far. The next "chapter" will take a little longer to write as it won't just take place over one day. We'll also get to spend some more time with Athena and Bibianna in the future. So stick with me till then, Thanks! Enjoy ----------...