Jennifer's story: 6:07 PM Sunday "Hey, girl, how'd your weekend go?" Monica asked me. Rachel and she just got back, I guess from dinner in the cafeteria. I was at my desk doing my calculus homework; exams are only a few weeks away. "Oh, it was really good; my parents like Mark, they really like him." "Even your dad?" "Dad especially, dad was easier on Ma...
Dave Calahan was lucky to still own his Mattress Store. After a nasty divorce his e-wife got everything else. The arrangement got so bad that he secretly lived in his store just to keep it open. With no house to call home he was forced to utilize his own place of employ to lay his weary bones. It was either that or impose on his Sister Lucinda and her family...
Unlike some storytellers, I have no agenda. I simply chase the alphabet around the keyboard. That being said, I eventually end up one step ahead or behind for most folks. A different approach for this one. Thanks for stopping by. Please read my profile for my stance on comments. Feel free to email suggestions or to start a conversation. Private messages wor...
Five Months later: After several months had passed, it was once time again to visit the market, stock up on materials and fill up on food. I had to buy a bit more now that I was no longer the only man in the household and I actually wanted to offer some variety in food to Zephyr, who by now considered herself to be my wife. Even though we never really got m...
THE PLOT It was early Sunday evening and they were making love when the subject first came up. He was lying in the bed on his back, smiling up at her. She was sitting astride his loins, her hands on his chest, his phallus firmly implanted in her vagina and she was slowly sliding back and forth, raising a little on the forward stroke and rubbing his penis ha...
Chapter 2 - Revenge From the beginning, our life was on the fast track with me in college, raising a child, and Chuck dedicated to growing our business. Our lives moved ahead full speed with hardly a minute to spare. For me it was diapers, studying, baby sitters, and maintaining a home. For Chuck, it was long hours of drafting, dealing with contractors and...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to rozezwild for her editing to make this a better story. * I got up Monday morning feeling great. I got to the office early and attacked my work with a vengeance. I think my attitude...
The following story is based on true events. The names have been changed for obvious reasons. You may want to read my "Go Ahead part 1" to get a little background information about me. This is going to be more 'informative than erotic' as you need more information which leads to events that happened later on. My name is Steve. Looking back at my life, I gue...
I was thrilled at the prospect of being hired as an assistant professor of English at the small New England college where I had first gone on a scholarship as a freshman. I had been drafted into the peacetime army right after college and had traveled around the world some before enrolling in graduate school at Columbia University in New York City. I finally...
The crash of lance against shield clattered through the air while Ser Formas of Harenhall faced Ser Whitehead in the King's Nameday Tournament. Formas barely stayed up on his horse as his shield exploded into a million splinters of wood. A roar came from the crowd- a mixture of awe at the near fall and applause for the underdog. Both knights turned and prepa...