There was no other way to describe the scene in my apartment than utter mayhem. My living room was in shambles, one brother on the floor totally incapacitated, the other being choked out by Tariq and me Pa was wielding a baseball bat and shouting obscenities. I had to intervene. I ran in screaming; "WAIT! DADDY WAIT! LET ME EXPLAIN!" It took me twenty minu...
I recently had sex with someone other than my husband, Frank, for the first time. What bothers me is that it was by far the most exciting sex of my life. It also bothers me that the experience has transformed my life in some dramatic ways. I am a forty-year-old mother of two sons. I have been married for nineteen years to a wonderful, caring and loving man....
***NOTE*** This story is part of my Trouble Texas Style series that includes Night Walker's Woman (complete), Tight Fittin' Jeans, Goodbye Earl, and Ready to Run. It will be appreciated more when reading in context with those. This chapter is like that review session the teacher gave right before the exam. I am bringing them all together and doing just that...
The next day, after Shelly had left, it was time for Darla and Sofia to say goodbye. Their time together had been very brief, but Sofia promised her young protege that they would soon each other again. Finally, after one last lovemaking session, they bid each other adieu. For the next several days, Darla's life seemingly returned to a more normal routine. Af...
The rest of the day went by in a haze of anxiousness and meetings. I found myself staring at the office clock incessantly. Like anyone else, the act of watching time slip by is torture. The more you want the clock to move the slower it goes. Eventually, however, the clock wore down and with ten minutes left, I decided to leave early. Grabbing my stuff, I hea...
Stacy enjoys more footage of her husband with her friends and relies on it to see her through the troubles of her business trip. The threat of losing a major client because of her past weighs heavily on her as her coworkers continue to undermine her. *** To everyone who have become fans of my works, I apologize greatly for the long delay in between chapter...
As always, this chapter will pick up where the other left off. I will assume you have read the earlier chapters and I do recommend it. I hope you enjoy my stories even with the minor mistakes that self-proofreading misses. I have been told that this has gone on long enough. I might do one or two more chapters to finish it up. Not getting much feedback on whe...
Chapter 02: Marketa's Lesson Sitting alone in the sidewalk cafe, he drank his coffee trying to shake the morning grog from his head. A warm spring breeze ruffled the edges of the newspaper and he felt a presence silently standing across the table from him. He peered around the paper to investigate. There stood a very attractive older woman with an elitist a...
June is too hot to wear anything but sundresses in Atlanta, but on this trip I would surely need to pack a variety of things to wear. I was going home. It had been more than a year since I moved to New York City and I was looking forward to this trip back to the dirty south. I was going to do some shopping and of course hang with my partners to get in some t...
I saw her the first time in Bloomingdales, in the shoe department. I was looking for a new set of pumps to go with my fushia suit and she and I were the only one's there besides the clerk, who was flitting back and forth between us. I hardly noticed her until I felt her next me, her hand lightly touching my arm. "That one", she said, pointing to the one in m...