"Tell me; are you submissive?" Selene Mancini froze amid sorting the papers she was working on. Javier Montez, the CIO of the small but very successful wealth management firm, had asked it in such a nonchalant manner she wondered if she heard the question correctly. He was still perusing the document in his hand as she glanced at him briefly. "It's a simple...
Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. Chapter 6: Binding the Teis "To our good friends," Stanley DeVille said, raising his glass high. "Betty and Aaron Tei, thank you so much for joining us tonight. I know it was short notice, but we just had all...
I couldn't believe I was actually going through with it; I was sitting in the plane. I was on my way to Las Vegas, for the Sexlympics! I never thought I'd be chosen, I never expected to actually get to this stage. But there I was. Sitting in the plane. Wondering what on Earth I just got myself into. Let me back up. One day I was at home, watching porn, whe...
Chapter 10: Confrontation Liz pulled her black, stylish trench around her even tighter, despite the summer morning's warmth. Her rendezvous point with Alexander Mishin had been set at an unused shipyard, where they should have had plenty of privacy. But now, every time Liz glanced around, she saw potential places for snipers to hide. She cast her eyes out...
I studied that old tree carefully. If I cut wrong just a smidgen, it would careen off into an area I didn't want it to, and that would bring me lots of issues. I was still upset over having to cut it down at all, but the storm and all those lightning strikes made it need to be done now. Yes, I said strikes, as in more than one. Whoever said that lightning n...
Hey folks, as those of you who read my blog already know, I was almost finished with the story I was going to put out this week, but last week's news about Glenn Frey from the eagles hit me pretty hard. I put that story away to write this one instead. A lot of you guys out there know what it's like trying to convince your wife, especially when she likes a di...
Alone in our hotel room after a sleepless night, I was trying to come to grips with the events of yesterday. Funny, what had been such a turn on yesterday when my reason was numbed by lust; had during the night turned into great concern for my Heather's safety. After all, what does a man expect when he pays over $5,000,000 for a woman? What will he do to her...
Chapter 2: Preacher's Daughter The story you are about to read is true. All events and behavior are faithful accounts of past occurrences, although names have been altered to protect my ass and keep me out of court. Writer's license and humble discretion have been utilized where and when I felt it necessary to avoid embarrassment or legal action. * * * *...
PART ONE The jewelry store's silent alarm had been tripped a few minutes ago, and police response had been quick. Just as quick, however, was the call for back up; apparently, within a minute of their arrival, all eight officers had been taken down without a single shot being fired. One officer had managed to choke out a call for help before his radio went...
My name is Richard, and I am drowning. I am suffocating, and am near a breakdown, but ironically, if I were given a choice of saving myself, or continue to let myself be destroyed, I would probably chose the path of destruction. Today, I am 42 years old. Two years ago, I lost my wife JoAnne of 15 years to cancer. We had been close in everything, and I wa...