Here in is the first part of my sequel to capecodmercury's story, "Nighttime Confessions" 10/3/2005 Ch. 1 Donald Prescott stood staring out his bedroom window, the night time stars were twinkling but there was no moon to cast a comforting light. He listened while the ringing of the telephone in his wife's room continued to go unanswered. He left the third...
You have a presence. I know you are here, even when I haven't seen you yet. I came looking for you. I didn't have to be at this convention this time, but I knew you were going to be here, so I came. I am surrounded by men and women dressed in their best business attire. Doing their best to look important, looking like they have a purpose, and most appearing...
There were three of them and two of us. My colleague Paul and I were at the Philadelphia Convention Center for a large industry gathering. Since Paul and I worked and lived locally, we hadn't booked a hotel room at the adjoining Marriott, unlike most of the other conventioneers, who had assembled from across the Mid-Atlantic. Paul was relatively new to our...
Chapter I: The Demo he card read "Friday, March 14, 8:00 PM, Residence of Cindy Schaefer." Tina stood outside her car, absently toying with the small business card. The wind played with her curly blond hair, blowing it carelessly over her tight red halter and teasing it across her small firm tits, bringing her nipples to life. Her short denim skirt rode hig...
"I wouldn't eat those if I were you," a deep, drawling voice sent shivers down my spine. "No? Why not?" I turned as I asked the question. A pair of startling blue eyes in a tanned, weathered face smiled back at me. I knew it would be him, though how he'd wormed his way behind me in the buffet line, I had no idea. "Because, young lady, those beans there"...
My mom had a boutique in a small town in Michigan and when I finished college, she gave it me to run and went into semi retirement. My dad had died when I was still in high school and mom had made a good living from the boutique, enough to live comfortably and still finance my college education. I attended Michigan State and got my degree in business admin...
Sara drove her car into the garage adjacent to the airport hotel. She found a parking place near the entrance. Before getting out of her car, Sara checked her makeup and ran a comb through her red hair. Yes, she was going to go through with this. She had decided in late December that she really wanted to experience this. She had thought about it for over a...
Convention Hotel Sex At a convention, Jack Daniels gets Tiffany drunk. Warning: A woman cannot legitimately give consent for sex when drunk. This is just a story, even if it depicts a frequent reality. ** I was exhausted by the day's meetings, and luckily my hotel had a bar. It was depressing to sit alone in a New York hotel room, so I went down to...
My partner Dick and I own a small consulting business. Basically we travel about fifty percent of our time with the rest spent in our office. We have two other employees, a receptionist and Emily. Emily is the core of our company. She is capable of being, and has been, an Executive Secretary in a large corporation but chooses the more relaxed life of looking...
John The Horny Instructor © I arrived at Fort Gordon, GA, in January of 1972. After attending a two-week instructor course, I was assigned to the Military Police School as an Interview and Interrogation and Criminal Law instructor. I taught classes for new military policemen, military police investigators, and new CID agents. Since I had ignored my physical...