Author's note: This story is part rewrite, part new story, of my old series, Sex and the Supercenter. It will go to new and exciting places, so I hope you'll join me for the journey! ***** The cool morning breeze was refreshing as it washed over me, coaxing me from my slumber. Or perhaps it was the soft nibbling on my ear that roused me. Regardless of the...
I couldn't wait for the next morning. All the things I wanted to put into effect had already been done. Now it was all about implementing them. I sat at the couch and wondered about who I wanted to promote. I had narrowed it down to Tiffany and Mike, I knew what Lauren and Samantha had said about Mike, but they didn't know him as I did. Sure there were times...
1988 began quite well, and the year just seemed to fly by. Marsha's new romantic relationship didn't quite pan out, nor did the one after it, but she was back in the game to stay and by the end of the year had a new steady boyfriend, Jeff, that seemed to suit her well enough that she often now sometimes spent nights at his home. Despite all odds, I found tha...
When Jessie was finished with her shower, she came out with one towel wrapped around her body and one around her head and she moved quickly towards the dressing area. As she did that David slipped into the shower room and turned the water on as hot as he could stand it and climbed in and just let the water hit him and run down his body. It felt so good. He l...
Thanks for reading. For those readers who say I should have put sex in the story, you're probably right. I'll make sure to steam up future offerings, but be warned, I tend to take the scenic route every where I go, you can ask my wife. This is a fairy tale. I put it in loving wives, well, because it's about a guy who loves his wife. I personally have been ma...
1 Another business week was closing out. It was always hectic on Friday afternoons. No one wants to work over the weekend so there was always a mad scramble to finish work. It was these days that made desk work feel so dreadful. Not even Mondays compare to this. At least they give you no prospect of anything but work so you feel obligated to finish it with...
UGH... The dreaded Company Christmas party. The fake smiles. The pretending to care for a few hours while the spouses listen to the corporate elite kiss minion asses for a few hours. Three hours into a 4 hour event, everyone is plastered and the parking garage is a "life or death" obstacle course as everyone tries to leave at the same exact time. My wife h...
It was in early 2001 that I met her. I was married and actually quite happy with my home life. We were now a childless couple as both the boys had moved away. Our eldest had joined the army and our youngest was living in Toronto at a university residence. Life was good, predictable but good. Terry was well known for her strict religious beliefs. At 5’ 10” t...
When the night has come, it's time for me to truly live. For I am a Vampire. One of the few men and women whom fate chose to make different from the rest. Contrarily to the creatures of mythmaking and bad movies, real Vampires aren't made. We're born. My name is Stark Sharok. I hail from the motherland of Africa, birthplace of mortal and immortal alike, wher...
I sat in my office running over the progress report one last time before the Executive Review meeting. The last five days had been remarkably productive and if Mr. Yan from Studio K was as receptive as my own boss, Bob (Robert) McVoy, had been last night? Then the collaboration between Studio K and Megadyne was going to make the jump from prototype to full p...