Marcie's head flew up and down over my cock, licking the sides like they were coated in chocolate. Now, there was nothing unusual about Marcie giving me a blow job, nor was there anything unusual about her enjoying it. But there was something more there today. An urgency to her work that raised a flag that something was up. I just sat back and enjoyed the r...
"Shit!" I shouted as the branch broke and I fell backwards towards the stinking slimy mud. I had been trying too hard. Anger had driven me on all morning. Last night we had walked into the youth hostel dripping water from our cagoules. Mary, June and I had signed up for a week of 'conservation' in the hostel's grounds in exchange for free bed and board....
I volunteer at the local high school where I teach music—two hours of bass, guitar, and drums for the aspiring rock stars in the area. It's a way for me to pick up some extra cash and keep both the kids and my own lonely self off the streets during the day. Ms. Lindstrom teaches creative writing at school—a course that is only offered at the end of the day,...
Francesca wiped the smeared makeup from her face, poured herself another double brandy from the mini-bar, collapsed back onto the crisp white sheets of the hotel bed, still in her burgundy silk lingerie, and started to cry again. Just twenty-four hours ago she had had everything: a lovely home, a wonderful husband and the beginnings of a glittering career wi...
A/N: Quick note: Yikes! I guess I'm really not used to Lit's publishing system. I had meant for the first story to be read as "Chapter one", so I thought the tags would be a one time thing so I just summed up how the story was going to go. My bad lol. Though the first batch of comments made me laugh, because they were so angry. Sorry lovelies, I'll do bet...
CHAPTER 3 On Thursday Gwen called publisher Guy Fennell to break off their adulterous relationship. "It's Gwen. Look would it be okay if we were to stop having our Friday you know what?" After a surprised pause Guy answered, "Probably not. What's come up?" "I have a housekeeper and she's so bright I feel she'd be on to me in a flash. She's already dollie...
Just a little fun story. ***** My life turned to shit the day Claire came to stay with us. Okay, okay, maybe she had it rough. Only married two years and her husband ran off with another woman. Hey, get over it, shit happens. When she first arrived, Josie and I were both sympathetic but after awhile her constant droning on the faults of the male species b...
Phil had first met Heather almost a year earlier. He had been asked to come over to the company headquarters to participate in the new sales rep orientation. The company was involved in a major push to hire more female reps. Most were bright, extremely cute, right out of college and totally clueless. Heather stood out in that gathering; she had gone on for a...
CHAPTER 1 The island supply boat was an open structure with the wheelhouse well forward. Behind it was a large area for deck-top cargo around the two hold covered tops and seating for ten around the curve of the stern. Ten people including Straun Duncan took their seats and as the deckhand was about to cast off a woman cried, "Wait." He waited. The woma...
Heavy gray clouds covered the sky and rain kept threatening to fall. It'd been a long flight and Alex had one too many cheap drinks, but the nervousness in meeting her finally settled when he got off the airplane and stepped into the frigidness of Michigan's Tri City International. Gasoline and pepper scents hung on the breeze between the plane and boarding...