(Set in New Zealand) An agitated receptionist in a busty top encased in pink and her rounded belly pushing out a black pleated skirt hurried to the brass-framed glass doors of the office entrance and called, "Sir please removed your muddy boots." "Madam, your reasonable request is granted – off come my boots. Guard them with your life. You may not know but...
New Year's Eve 1956 in Washington, D.C. was the night Tom and Lynda Seldon made the ultimate sacrifice for their best friends, Charles and Diana Richards. They had made the most gut-wrenching decision of their lives... and they'd had second and third and fourth thoughts about what they did. But at Charles' insistence, Tom had finally relented to that one-tim...
I had been dying for a long ride in your slick, hot car and you knew it. You promised to take me for a spin. I always figured it was just talk. Several months ago, you'd walked into the bed and breakfast where I worked. The first time you walked up to the reception desk, I thought to myself, Wow. Those are blue. Your eyes startled me with their intensity. A...
You can't just let her run off by herself in her current state of mind, Jack... She's upset and she could probably use some kind of reassurance from you that her love for you is not totally ill advised... Ohhh... fuckin' forget her, Jack! She had no right to hurt you that way... And you know she's just HOPIN' that you'll come after her because it will prove...
When you are filthy rich, you can do almost anything you want to do so long as it's not illegal and not too unhealthy. Suzi Puckett was filthy rich. And what she chose to do with her money she liked to think of as a blessing to shy young men and their future wives. It was also a blessing to a host of frustrated women. Jake always loved to watch her raise he...
(Author's Note: The names and places are completely fictitious. This story is told from the male character POV. Paired with this same story is the same story but from the female POV). Lauri and I are fairly aggressive, ambitious, very resourceful people at this small semiconductor company in Southern California. I've always been pretty "goal-oriented". Ev...
"And ah, yeah, open this one." "Goodness, you shouldn't have," April gushed. "You've already made my day, sweetie." "One more goodie won't hurt, will it?" Larry smiled benignly as he handed her the final wrapped package. "Well," she said, smiling brightly. "I suppose I won't let it." He laughed. "Let's hope not." The Phaidon coffee-table tome truly did...
Preface Dear ladies, This is a free translation of a story entitled "Schäferstündchen" which I have written in German. It primarily addresses a female audience. But it is available also for men and I would be pleased if they read and/or commented it, too. If a man tries to hook up with a woman, he might approach her in a bar. Or, possibly, she already is...
My parents left town on a getaway cruise so they asked one of our neighbors, Sandra Polisi, to put me up at her place for the duration. An attractive divorcee for her 53 years, Mrs. Polisi originally hailed from Texas. Her elder, "Barbara Walters" looks were accentuated by her high cheekbones. For as long as I can remember she wore her Italian-black hair in...
[Hello metaphorical Mr. and Mrs. Claus of Literotica. I have here another piece which could use italics for the first four and last two paragraphs. Chapter titles in bold would make an excellent stocking stuffer. This one is part of my 69 Love Stories series. Thanks!] Alrighty, this one is different. I have no idea where most of it came from, but I was thi...