Oooh my...I need to tell you what happened with my last sale! Al rang me and said he needed me to show a couple the new apartments in the city. He was caught up at a meeting and couldn't make it. The couple were moving down from Sydney and wanted one of the new apartments being built in the docklands precinct near where the hubby was going to be working. I w...
I counted down the days until the weekend finally arrived that Cheryl arranged to meet Mike. My dick got hard every time my mind played out the scenario of what was going to take place this weekend. Cheryl had been talking to this guy Mike. She'd even get dozens of text messages from him during the evening when we were watching the television. Cheryl would...
Cheryl woke as her body demanded - or didn't demand - late by Dayton standards, early by those expected on a vacation. She felt no need to get up and so she lazed. Her thoughts, of course, went to her expeditions of the previous day, the pleasant smile and girth of Wes, the flop that was Ted. She didn't regret her decision with the ineffective late night enc...
(Author's note: If you haven't read the previous chapters of "Frank & Cheryl" you might want to, just to know the background on this couple and how they arrived at this point in their building relationship. Physical descriptions: Frank is a divorced 35 year old, 5'-11" tall, 185 pounds and fit; brown crew cut hair, clean shaven, brown eyes. Cheryl is a neve...
*This is a work of fiction. The characters presented in this are entirely made up and not based on anyone living, dead or from a galaxy far far away. Any similarities to actual people or situations is a damn shame. **Thanks to the folks like Kumani, who assisted in editing this story. * Cheryl eyed the hood of the car where the steam was billowing up in f...
Somebody figured out a clever sort of business builder and they called it the Hall of Fame. The idea was that you would get this tee shirt with 100 different beers listed on the front. Each time you would order one of the beers in your friendly participating bar, the bartender would stamp a little fill-in box next to the beer. When you got all 100 fill-in bo...
I still remember the first day I saw Cheryl. The only reason why I noticed her at all that day was because her car was in "our" parking space. There was an old, grey Nissan in front of our house. My wife, Theresa, had driven our car to her office, and our neighbor commutes and leaves his car behind. We live in a gated townhouse community in the DC Metro A...
I work as a cab driver in the north London area and one Saturday night I was working the night shift, which meant the normal amount of drunken lads throwing up and dropping kebabs in the back seat, and girls who flash just about every part of their bodies. Well one night after about 2 in the morning I got a call to go to the Embassy Club one of London's posh...
Author's Note: This is dedicated to all my fellow runners out there, and especially to the great race committee at SLO! ***** Racing Towards Love - Part 1 - A Chance Encounter I was standing near the finish line, eating a banana, when I noticed her. She had a finisher's medal around her neck, and the bib color for the full, so she wasn't far behind me....
Steering up the long winding driveway I had a feeling of apprehension. Leaving everything I've known my entire life and traveling half way across the country was more than just a little out of character for me, it was borderline insane. Up until a few weeks ago I was working in a managerial position for what I thought had been a stable successful manufactu...