This story is loosely based upon some true events. Names have been changed to protect identities. It is a prequel to my Stepdaughter stories and includes some of the characters featured in those. ***** Three years before I began my affair with her daughter, I did enjoy a fantastic relationship with my wife. Our sex life was very active and adventurous. We...
Shaun stood behind the bar, arms crossed; a look of sheer happiness plastered on his handsome face. Mac's was officially under his ownership and the first night had gone brilliantly. The bar was closed and empty now, but earlier had been filled to capacity with customers eager to give Shaun their well-wishes and take advantage of his lowered beer prices. Sn...
"Where are you?" the voice on the other end of the phone asked in that voice and was so soothing yet so persuasive, like a teenage Barry White who reeked of self-confidence. "New Canaan," I said nervously, not believing that I had driven almost 4 hours this morning to get where I was now, on the shoulder of a highway just over the New York border in Connect...
They were at the bar again. Six friends from work, celebrating another Friday night after work. Yet this time was different. A sense of finality filled the air, and for good reason. Their employer was shutting down, moving overseas. Even the bar was closing. The old brick building that housed it was slated to be torn down to make way for more condos. So the...
John was in a good mood. He sipped his coffee and recalled all that had happened to him since he first visited Vietnam with a cattleman's delegation a few years back. He had arrived in Vietnam after the death of his wife depressed and dispirited. In the course of a couple of years he had been transformed from a disinterested visitor to the largest single fo...
The town of Fort Nimrod was abuzz with its latest mystery. Inside the Rusty Spur there was a picture of a young lady, wearing a Hillary Clinton mask and nothing else, being held spread eagled and spread pussy outside the bar. As if the town wasn't curious enough about who this woman was and how she had ended up in the photo, rumours began to spread that this...
As I arrived at work, a few minutes late and slipping my tie on as I came through the door, Mike and a few regulars, Joey and Louie, were deep in conversation at the end of the bar. Joey was an old cab driver who’s been kicked out of most of the local bars, primarily because he’d get tanked up and engage in loud verbal arguments on a variety of subjects, b...
Outside the restaurant, I said, "Now we get you a little bit drunk." She guffawed. "You think I need help getting wild?" There was a line of Taxis queued in front of a hotel on the same block, so we went over and stood in line. It was a short wait to get to the front. As the next cab was pulling up, I opened my shoulder bag and pulled out a bra and a pair...
December 29, 2009 Manager The Roof Bar 2654 Richmond Dallas, Texas 75205 Re: Your Advertisement in the Dallas Digest Magazine To Whom It May Concern: I am currently writing from the county jail to lodge my formal complaint regarding your advertisement in the most recent edition of Dallas Digest Magazine. The ad I am referring to is the one titled "The...
Here's something brand new, from me to you! I started this story ages ago, basically forgot all about it, and came across it again few weeks back. After that, I couldn't rest until I finished it! This isn't exactly like my other hockey stories. There's hockey, and the mention of a game or two, but it's not based on a player at all. Also, I completely fictio...