It hadn't been the worse day I'd ever had at the hospital but it was close. And now, like a last minute reprieve from the governor, the fresh clean air of the forest was overwhelming my senses. Maybe I should explain. I'm a pediatric nurse, big hospital, well, okay, a medium sized hospital in the Pacific Northwest. Single, in my late thirties and when every...
Meg's heart pounded in her chest as she pulled into a parking space in front of the condominium. She was having difficulty believing that she had agreed to this. What in the name of God had her hormones gotten her into this time? Where was her mind when she visited that Internet chat room? It had been hard enough to admit that old desires had begun to surfac...
This is the fourth episode in the Financial Planner saga. The first three episodes were told from the points of view of 1) the client/lover, 2) the planner/wife, and 3) the cuckolded husband of the planner. This episode is told from the point of view of the client's wife, the last one to learn the facts in the whole matter, and then was driven by revenge int...
(This is a work of fiction. With several historical exceptions, all places, events, and characters in the story are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. For now, allow me to introduce stewardess, excuse me, flight attendant, Shelly. Ahhh, political correctness, don't you just love it? But this story takes place...
The soft thump of the music pounded slightly behind the dressing room walls as I took off the blonde wig that hid my dark hair. Damn that thing always makes my head itch. I scratched it absently and unpinned the net that held my hair tight against my head. Sometimes I hate this job but other times I dearly love it. Looking in the mirror I unhooked the mask t...
After locking the door to her office, Carmen slipped out of her dress and admired herself in the full-length mirror mounted on her office wall. Her new bra and panties, both midnight black and get-me-wet sexy, looked terrific on her thirty-something body. Succumbing to vanity, she felt herself up for a few moments before booting up her computer and going on-...
I walked into the café and quietly sat down at my usual table. Tonight I was down in the dumps. It was the day for lovers. The day I hated most out of the year. This day brought so many feelings. It brought loss, sadness, anger, and even yearning. Tonight I was pissed. Paul was still free. He had even moved on. He was getting married again. 'Poor girl...
I woke up in the morning dreading the next day. Not only did I not have my homework done, I just knew I would run into Jonathan. He called me all night and all night I ignored his calls. There wasn't anything he could say that would make what he did any better. I looked at the door when it opened. "Good morning," whispered my mother, still wearing her robe...
It's just a fact of life that even the best spouse has a blind spot or two. My late husband Marcus was as good a husband as a woman could hope for, but there was one thing he wanted that I just couldn't understand: a timeshare. I never could see the sense in buying a slice of time in a place to vacation when you could just go and rent something any time you...
Authors note: This is my Halloween contest entry. It is not spooky or scary or a typical Halloween story in anyway. I will admit it's a little poignant and sad but I hope you enjoy it regardless. Thank you again to RK Moreland for helping with the copy editing, and BrambleThorn whose wisdom really helped when I became bit lost. You are both much appreciated....