Chapter One "Setting the Table" Let me start by saying if I am not the luckiest guy in the world I am very close to the top. My wife Angela is beautiful, smart, highly sexed, successful and loving. My story, however, surrounds some changes in our lives as she approached 40 years old. Over the years, Angela and I have enjoyed many things inside of our bedro...
"You alright?" "Huh?" Danny said with a start, looking to Sara next to him. Crammed onto his dorm bed as they were, "next" was probably a stretch; the dirty blonde was more sitting in his lap than not, his laptop on their legs as they watched a movie online. "Yeah, fine, what's up?" "I asked if you knew anything else the actress playing the waitress was in...
I was completely worn as I entered the glade to bathe in the loch. For the past several weeks I had done nothing but act as an aide to some English general or another as I attempted to ferret out troop movements and other valuable information that might help my own countrymen in this endless and brutal war. When I could slip away, I would quietly enter the S...
-"Thank you!" he shouted out to the audience and walked off stage. His assistant met him with a fresh towel and a mysterious smile on his lips. -"Ryan, this was delivered to you just now." In his hand he hold a folded bit of paper and Ryan reached over and took it from him. The paper was of a heavy kind, cream colored and looked expensive. He started to wal...
I had, had too much to drink; two glasses of red wine and I had been pissed, Jesus. I woke up the next morning in my double bed and groaned. My head hurt, my mouth tasted like shit, and I was bleary eyed. I got out of bed and staggered into the bathroom and sat down and shat. Finished I cleaned up and turned the shower on. "Last time I drink wine," I grumbl...
Cold, windy and snowy. That describes winter in Chicago, IL to a tee. I had just finished a conference "How to develop a Compensation Plan." Sitting at the bar in O'Hare International Airport (ORD), waiting to board my plane for a 4-hour flight home. The cab ride to the airport was late because of the Heavy snow falling. As we were stuck in traffic, I turned...
I can never be prepared enough for J...my wonderful Dom, my love. I swear sometimes things go wrong on purpose, on mornings like today, when I know he will be coming here. A kid missing the bus, a run in my hose...la la la...and oh goodness...look at the clock. He will be here promptly, as always, at 9:10am and I am no where near ready. I am up for the chall...
It was an ungodly hour, or at least it felt that way. Five AM. It'd been a damn long time since I'd been out of bed at this hour except for fishing or hunting. But here I was, standing in Walmart checking on complaints that one of my people wasn't fully stocking the soda rack at this particular store. I'd left the house at four, driven an hour to get here, j...
Rebecca by Alex Bragi Special thanks to my mentor Bragi. Edited: Electric Badger and Cromedome11. My thanks to both. Warning: This story contains descriptions of murder and mutilation, also if you are a theist, or more particularly a Christian, you may find this story offensive and may prefer to back click now. * Revenge is an ugly emotion. It's a pois...
This is my Second story in the Aaron and Natasha series, you don't need to read the first story, Tango, but it would help so that you can understand the characters better. Thanks, theGreenMM * * * * * Natasha and I were in the back of the bus. I was resting my head on her shoulder, snuggling into the warm crook of her neck, nibbling and biting her skin s...