Phillip glanced at the clock, over an hour to go until lunch. Folding his newspaper, he dropped it on the desk and sighed. He had to admit, this was the easiest job he had ever had, but also the most tedious. He was not the most hard-working of men, but even so he needed something to occupy his mind. When Phillip had arrived that morning, his in-tray was bar...
The following story is completely true, with just the names changed to protect the not-so-innocent. There is a bit of exposition to the beginning of the story, but I think it is necessary to get a full appreciation of the later events. If you're looking for a quick story to stroke to, this is probably not for you. *her: i'm imagining you behind me, your arm...
Even more beers later, Linda found her way home and trudged up the stairs, pausing on the second floor as if contemplating something. At last in the sanctuary of her apartment, she'd wandered around dropping clothes and had found another beer in the refrigerator. Then she was off to the shower where she took her time. She had decided she might as well show t...
It's Monday, during the morning rush at Starbucks, and I'm trying to get some work done while watching the long line of all sorts of people—moms (some sexy, some not so much), business women, teens before school, college kids, and older, retired people—coming in and going out. All of a sudden, she walks in! Her blonde hair is up in a messy bun, she's approx...
Jenna flicked the on button on her computer and felt a stirring sensation as her screen whirred to life. She dialed up her modem and strummed her desktop with her long fingernails impatiently as she waited for the familiar graphics to fill her screen. One day, she promised herself, she would update her geriatric system and put a stop to this irritating waiti...
Cassie was nervous. She was looking at the chat room list, and wondering which room to enter. It was Friday night and she was alone and lonely. Her friends said they went to chat rooms and found men to play games and have fun. Cassie had never done that. She had gone to chat rooms, but found them dull and predictable. She didn't think tonight would be any di...
"I love the snow," thought Amanda, lazily looking out over the fresh unspoiled cover. She was sitting in the french windows of her house, sipping coffee and thinking about how much her life had changed. The past few months had turned everything upside down. All because of a website... Amanda didn't usually listen in to other people's conversations, but the...
My Husband and I have been married for just over ten years. We're both thirty and I would say in great physical shape. We go to the gym and work out together four days a week. The last time I checked my measurements were 34B-25-34 at 5'8" and 114lbs. My hair is really very light brown. But thanks to the little bottles it stays blonde most the time. I try to...
First of all, despite the title this story will not contain any incest. All characters are 18 and over. Please excuse the slower pace of this chapter, there's a lot scene setting needed for this story so I want to get it done in the first chapter so we can just concentrate on the fun going forward! * Richard sat at the table with two of his friends. This w...
Mary turned on her computer that evening, same time as usual. She had an 'appointment' to keep. She had a glass of wine this evening though, which was out of the ordinary for her. She clicked the small icon on the task bar, and the connection window popped up. She clicked the button and could hear the familiar sounds of her computer, dialing and connecting t...