THURSDAY MORNING Thursday. That meant it was time for Cori Banks' most revealing outfit of the week. And that was saying something, considering what she had worn and would wear the rest of the week. Monday it was a backless red mini-dress that barely covered her thong-divided ass and revealed ample cleavage. Tuesday was a little blue tube top and some match...
To tell you the truth, she wasn’t much to look at. But then, neither am I. Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t scream and run away ugly, she just wasn’t the kind you would look at twice. Or even once. That’s the way it is with motel maids, few actually look at them. I was stuck in a motel in South Carolina after my car broke down on the Interstate. BMW parts fo...
My fiftieth birthday, the big five-O, I was so determined to treat it like any other day, "It's just a number." I said to myself speaking out loud as I stepped out of the shower, wrapped a bath towel around me, tucked it into my cleavage and walked back to my bedroom across the short landing. Reality soon disillusioned me as I removed the towel from my naked...
(Nearly all of my stories have pieces of truth. This one does also. There is also a tiny bit of fantasy. Which portions? You get to decide. Today as I write is the 22nd of January, I just got back from a long trip. What was I doing and why? I make the trip every year and have for years now. At the end of the story you will understand.) +++ Dan was no...
Chapter 1 When I was growing up I liked to write stories. My favorites were the dirty ones. I could act out sexual fantasies on paper that I was prohibited to by my religion. God didn't approved of this behavior, I knew, and I was certain my parents would have been shocked and disappointed if they had caught me. But biology trumped my good intentions. As I...
A light flurry of snow chased the three young women as they walked along the sidewalk, the surface gleaming wet from melted snow. Laughter and conversation followed them with people calling out cheerfully and drunkenly. Store fronts were well lit and busy, even this late at night and a Salvation Army volunteer called out for donations on seemingly every othe...
Note to readers: This one builds a bit slow but rest assured that we will get there in good time. Enjoy! ***** Usually described by the staff at the Iron Man Café as 'that older guy' who looked pretty good for his age, Arthur had indeed been a regular for many years. Of course, everyone who worked there recognized him; new employees were introduced with a...
The sun was just peeking over the horizon when I slid back the hatch cover and climbed up the short stairs to the deck of the Jenny Green. I had new clients coming on board at ten, and wanted to make sure everything was in order. Brandy had already cleaned the cabins, changed the sheets on the beds, and stocked up the galley. All that remained was to check t...
She brought the shot glass to her lips, drained it, set it back down on the bar. "I'm going to lie to you." He paused, his own shot halfway to his lips, and raised his eyebrows. "Okay?" "I just decided." "Okay. Well then I'll lie to you too." The vodka was smoother than he expected. It burned, but just a little, and it lit a fire in him like vodka shoul...
***Authors Note: This is an older story of mine, written during a time when I guess I just had a lot of words pouring out of my head. It will be presented in parts. This first part does not particularly have that much "action" in it, rather is offered as background and build up to the chapters yet to come. Stick with it and enjoy! *** ----------------------...