We met last year at a Christmas party, her wit and sense of humor matched mine perfectly. After the party, we exchanged emails and often talked on the phone, getting to know each other intimately. Both married, it started as a friendship, meeting for coffee or lunch and eventually turned into something much, much more. One of her emails sticks in my mind, "I...
There was a sharp rap on the door. I looked up from my desk and hesitated. Somewhere from below, a manly voice said huskily, "Let him in." I squeaked out "Come in!" somewhat breathlessly. A young delivery boy was standing at the doorway, holding a clipboard and a package in his hands. Noticing my inquisitive looks, he announced that he has come to deliver a...
February 18th Today was a good day. Spent time with Laura shopping, bought the cutest outfit. Must remind myself to go back to that little bakery...the man working there was...ummmm, so yummy!! Well diary, I'm exhausted...until next time... February 24th Wow!!! That's all I can say diary...went back to that little bakery and met "the man." His name is...
Chapter 1 It was a rainy Saturday afternoon in October, there was nothing to do, and he was hungry. He was driving to a place that the hotel told him would be a good place to have a sandwich and a couple of beers while he watched the Penn State game. What happened that afternoon changed his life forever. Chuck was a networking consultant for a factory auto...
Gillian and I had known each other from college, not exactly as close friends, but just acquaintances. I was an International student from India, and she was American. Well, life moved on and I started my own Aeronautics Company. Fate had it, that one day Gillian turned up during the interview for my secretary's post. I did hire her. About a year passed, a...
I have a woodworking shop that has an entrance off of our garage and has a garage door entrance that leads to the circular driveway. I like to spend some of my free time building wooden furniture, cabinets, toys and other things. Sometimes, because of the time I spend out there, my beautiful wife accuses me of keeping a mistress in my shop. I had started a...
It's a warm spring evening on the beach. Not a sun-bleached, golden California strand, but a mottled grey Pacific Northwest beach—the silvery sand is mixed with galaxies of small rocks and stones, polished round and smooth by countless years of tumbling in the sleepless cold water. Large driftwood logs, stranded at some long-past high tide, form a palisade b...
Her dark blue-green eyes glittered mysteriously in the mirror before her. Was this the same woman who hours before had been sitting around moping in a worn terrycloth bathrobe? She could hardly believe the transformation in herself in such a short period of time. She was tall, the stiletto heels adorning size 7 feet turned proudly against the shiny hardwood...
She nervously entered the main lobby, unsure of what was to come. She looked at the buzzer panel and looked under the name Smith. Apartment 717 is where it referenced to. She pressed the buzzer that signified his name. She looked toward the speaker in front of her, half expecting to see a face pop out of it. "Hi there, I'll be right down" a low voice eme...
Author's Note: This is the first story I have ever written, and I originally submitted it on another site. I wrote it when I was supposed to be studying for my exams. So.. yeah, I was half crazy on 5 cups of coffee when I wrote it. Anyways, let me know what you think about it. ***** Tap... Tap... Tap... The droplets materialize out of the faucet splattin...