Andy headed for Chicago in the mid-size Volvo he'd been driving that Francis and Evan Archer had purchased for him and the company senior management people had chipped in and presented him with a Bulova Wittnauer black ceramic diamond dress watch. "Evan, Frances, you guys... you have been great to work with," he choked at the presentations and had to blow h...
Rhonda went straight to work from where she'd spent the night, on a yacht with a young engineer from Denmark. Her two friends had been with her, one attracting the owner of the vessel and the other a friend of the owner who helped sail the boat. . The six of them had a wild night. Fortunately Rhonda kept a full change of clothes and a full make-up kit in h...
David Brooks, executive chairman of Zephyr Media, was in a bar having a bar lunch with his chief executive. They watched two office girls pouring over a copy of My Magazine and chatting about it with great animation. "I wish we could hear what they're saving," David said. "If it were our magazine I'd get market research done to find out what readers are sa...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Authors note: I think I got a bit adventurous with this Dark Angel story as you would have noted by my having Max travel to Boston for her current mission. Many of you comment on the fact that you love that I stick to the 'feel' of the TV series, and I don't want to stray from that too much. So while I'm changing the story somewhat to accommodate more sordid...
Disclaimer: This literature is adult in nature. If you aren't an adult or mature enough to handle its contents please exit now. This work of fiction and themes discussed within are total fantasy and should be treated as such. Again this was written with the help and review of the lovely Aerielle. We both hope the readers enjoy it as much as we enjoyed work...
Chapter Three - Playing Away It is said that money can't buy happiness but before that statement is accepted you need to define and decide what makes you happy. After a lifetime of just scraping by and making do with second-best I have just come into a small fortune (for me, that is) and now, by definition, I'm very happy because Helen and me can now proper...
"I want to kill Tremain Voss." The man standing a few feet in front of me stared blankly for a second, then reeled back with a harsh laugh. "You what?" he asked. I'd gathered little confidence for my words in the first place, and even that vanished at the man's incredulity. I licked my lips nervously, shying back a step as he came closer. His right hand sn...
The shower water at the Shady Inn washes away the past two hours of lovemaking. Loren rests a hand on Devon's shoulder for balance. The short stump of her left leg moves slightly. Older than his mother and married, she has anxiously been meeting him every Friday for six weeks. They met by chance at the long row of mailboxes in the neighborhood. Her age attr...
** Sunday Evening ** I woke up dazed and confused; nothing really new there, but man did my dick hurt. My brain slowly re-booted as the soft, curvaceous creature lying naked against me began to stir. Gina, now one of my roommates and the best friend of my girlfriend, Britt, and I had just had a marathon butt-fucking session that threatened to cripple us bot...