Just over 3k words. If you recognise any of this, it's an extended version of an earlier, 750-word story. Trigger warnings: PTSD due to combat-related trauma; UK English & weather. Tx *** He splurged the last of his cash on a bottle of champagne, to be delivered anonymously to the birthday girl's table. He had nothing to celebrate himself. Finally read...
The hotel bar was packed with college football fans. They were screaming at the bank of televisions hung on the far wall. Florida State was playing Clemson and by the sounds of the crowd, they were losing. I had no interest in the game. I was waiting for someone. Looking in the mirror behind the bar I watched her approach. The look on her face told me she...
She waited impatiently for the sun to set, because until it did he would not come to her. He might arrive a minute after, but never a minute before, or the minute of the sunset. Even though she knew he could not, knew why he could not, it did nothing to curb her impatience and served only to heighten her anticipation. Especially for this evening. Her last s...
I had always been a good wife. Married a couple of years after university, my husband and I have made a good life for ourselves and our two kids, and now a third is on the way. His job as the manager of a local plant pays well and so does mine. My work seldom involves travel, but when it does I really enjoy it. It gives me an opportunity to get away from th...
My name is Marie and as I pushed the drinks cart up the aisle, stopping to take orders, I had one hand on my lower back, trying to ease the tension that was knotted there. So far it had been a long flight due to our being short a flight attendant and no sleep the night before. I love my job, but not being able to sleep in my own bed was something I missed. T...
Aya was His. His toy. His plaything. His slave. And god she loved it! She'd worn what her Master had asked. The collar felt safe and right around her delicate throat. He head was bowed as she knelt on the cold floor, all she could hear was her own breathing, steady and slow. Then she heard Him. He was walking up the stairs, ready to inspect, torture...
Kelly looked up at the man who had just paid for her by check at the charity auction, her fate now in the hands of the man who employed her. She had been the third one up on the block wearing a Vera Wang gown and dark Chanel heels and underneath, pricy lingerie from the exclusive Victoria Secret collection. The whole thing had been for some charity organiza...
Note: If you're looking for sexual erotica, you may want to pass on this story. There's no sexual content in this story; just an old guy reminiscing around a camp fire with his family. A big thank you to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my stories much better reads. * I'll begin with saying that these are true incidents to the best of my kno...
I heard a crescendo of waves pound the shoreline. It was an opus I had not heard in years. The delicious taste of briny sea breeze floating over my parted lips beckoned me to open my eyes to the day. But I refused to end such a peaceful dream only to return to my hustle and bustle life in the stifling sour air of Down Town Dallas. Besides, if I woke, all I h...
We met Kevin and Ashley in a quick stop store on a Saturday night. Kevin was cute, I decided. Ashley was stunning. Her strawberry blonde hair reached her waistline. Her features were those of a chiseled statue. She stood about 5'7" in her sandals and was perfectly proportioned. And, she was young. She couldn't have been more than 25. Larry was smitten. I imm...