As a note to everyone who took the time to comment on my first story... "Becky's Really Hot Day"... IT WAS A SPOOF! Please see my bio for more details. My problem now is that I am working eight storylines at once and not getting any finished. For some reason this one grabbed my interest this morning and finished itself... NO SEX I need to offer thanks to s...
My thanks, as always, to ErikThread, who stuck with me and this story to the end. Lots of rewrites and fixes and discussion about what was missing or awkward, but in the end, we got there. It goes without saying, any errors or omissions are mine alone. * Second Chance: Ch.28 Bonnie Simpson and Brent Gordon were married in the Lutheran Church in Castlegar...
Regina knew she should put out the candles. Not let them burn down. And she should probably eat the food instead of letting it cool. She should definitely put the wine back in an ice bucket, it wasn't supposed to be served room temperature. But honestly, it wasn't like this was anywhere near close to being the most dramatic she'd ever been. Emma had promis...
I'm just your average 49 year old guy, married 25 years to my high school sweetheart with two sons who are 18 and 20. Work for the Atlanta Fire Dept and carry the rank of Lieutenant. I work 24 hours on and then 48 hours off, which gives me plenty of time to do what I like best... boating, drinking and fucking... sometimes, all 3 at once. Katie and I have a...
I rarely take the bus anymore, but I remember perfectly the long rides north, the smell of the other passengers, the peculiar way boredom, road sickness and lust combine. I was in the middle of my fourth semester at U of T – the University of Toronto. Spring Break at last. For the first time in two years, I longed to get back home up north for a few days. T...
It had been a terribly long and tiresome day of shopping at the mall, trying to take care of all of the Christmas presents that I had left 'til the last minute. Having just hauled all the packages out to my car, I decided impetuously that I too deserved a present for myself, so I headed back into the mall with only a half hour to go until closing time. As I...
I came to the bottom of the mountain and skied over to the picnic tables outside the lodge, then sat down without taking my skis off. Breathing hard, I pulled my goggles off and blinked against the sudden whiteness of the snow. I was exhausted but exhilarated. A couple of girlfriends and I had decided to take a week off work and go free ourselves of stress o...
There are no underage characters in this story. Being that this is a story about Santa Claus and Mrs. Claus, all characters betrayed are way over the age of 18. This is a Winter Contest story, please vote. * This is the real, unedited, sexually explicit story of Mrs. Claus & the Elves. A true story, the names of the elves were changed to protect their fa...
Father Brown had nothing like the famous Chestertonian character. He was quite young yet, he was not an Englishman, and his face absolutely did not remind the Norfolk dumplings. If it remembered something, it was the wind and the sea of the Aran Islands. A place the priest-detective would have found uncomfortable, but he was nostalgic about it. Especially si...
I was at work when my phone buzzed. Glancing at the screen, I saw the single letter 'M.' Mistress! I didn't let it ring a second time. From the other end, I heard the smoky, sensual voice say "Come," and I nearly did right there. She hung up, not needing to say anything more. I knew where to go. I left work early, got in my car and drove. It had been nearly...