The next morning, Linda and Holly met them in the kitchen. Mark staggered in demanding coffee. "Intravenously please, I'm tired. You went to bed and I partied for another two hours." "Excuse the fuck out of me, I went to bed with three hot, horny women who demanded, let me repeat that, demanded my complete attention," Gary grinned. "They get hornier every d...
Chapter 1: Dog Park My son had gone off to college and I had inherited his basset hound. He said his mother could not be trusted with his baby and I had to agree with him. The only thing she never neglected was herself. We had been divorced seven years. My son's final argument in his plan to convince me I should take his baby was that the dog would get m...
Another half-hour later they are on their way to the Nomes' estate, where they hope to be in time for lunch, for it is getting close to noon already. The guard at the gate waves them through, and they cycle on, of course seeing everything in daylight for the first time, a very impressive sight. The estate is much more extensive than they thought. Soon they...
January 23, 2017 Author's Notes (Don't skip these, they are important, so don't blame the author if you don't like the story :->)): All characters are over eighteen, fictional and the product of this writer's imagination. Any similarities to real people, or other fictional characters is purely coincidence. I'm a huge fan of the Loving Wives genre -- i...
*I am not affiliated with World Wrestling Entertainment. This story is fiction. This story takes place in an alternate universe, the same alternate universe as parts 1 and 2, completely separate from anything that's happened in WWE, and did not actually happen.* ** It's three weeks since War Games. Charlotte, the winner if the first all-women Money in th...
Setting my laptop on my desk, I positioned the two black baseball-shaped speakers to the side and, with an automatic, rhythmic nod of my head, I let the tunes crank. ~Oh, yo, yo, there's a demon inside. Oh, yo, yo, just like Jekyll and Hyde! ~ With a pimp strut and an improvised dance step making me look, no doubt, like a complete moron, I went back to my...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. As always, I need to thank, Stylus and Madison, my cool editors - for their endless patience, and great insights. Last chapter had ton of complaints, and mixed emotions. I've been building the gangsters stealing Helen's company since chapter 3, and I tho...
Author's Note: Another four weeks and another chapter drops. I had hoped to get this one launched in three weeks, but with work and other things that needed doing around the home (purging old shit) I've had my hands full for the last week. Thankfully, with all of that done, I can get back to focusing on writing my stories. This is the fourth story that I ha...
This story keeps coming back to me. It is based on a true event that I was a minor player in many years ago. I never knew the whole story so except for the small kernel of truth that I was involved in the rest is pure speculation. Somewhat like the National Enquirer, a little fact and the rest fiction. The part I was involved in was a sad part during what wa...
One afternoon in early August, I was out for a training ride on my road bike in the hills east of Portland, Oregon. I was doing some interval work on my way to the top of Larch Mountain. As I neared the top and after a particularly tough interval, I spotted another rider on the side of the road. As I got closer I could see it was a young woman who seemed to...