Copyright Oggbashan November 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * I was surprised to get a phone call from Jill. I had...
The estate sales people had missed it in the shed of the old country home. I retrieved it from behind a bunch of rusted garden tools. It looked like a crystal ball. Grease and grime came off onto my hands showing several layers of different covered paints beneath. Because of its weight, they'd wanted ten dollars for it. They taken two as no one could guess w...
I am not sure what I was thinking when I volunteered my home to Rachel. Her parents and I had been friends since high school, and for a short time, I had even dated her mother. We had grown up in a small town. Both of her parents settled and became school teachers, while I moved away to pursue a career in advertising. We hardly spoke, but occasionally one of...
One evening after looking at the pictures of the women at my favorite adult exhibitionist site for a little while, I decided to see if I could connect with any of the local women members. I used the site's search engine to look for females in Arizona between 40 and 60. A number of names came up including a few with pictures and one that I liked with just a p...
Here I am getting ready to go to a kids Christmas party and dress up like Santa Clause and thinking to myself what some parents won't do for there kids. One of the kids parents had approached me when I was coaching our youth league and asked me if I would like to make a little extra money for the holidays. All I needed to do was play Santa at her kids party...
A lone tear trickled down the corner of Mandi’s eye as she stared into the dwindling fire. She was laying on her side with Chris, a perfect stranger in more ways than one and a new client for her company spooned behind her. The snowstorm had given them both an opportunity to explore their new relationship and each other but for Mandi deep seeded doubts about...
For a moment before I was stripped of most of my clothing, time seemed to slow to an excruciating crawl. The only sounds were the soft rhythms played by the rain on the windows of his studio, and my own increasingly audible heartbeat. As the moment grew ever closer I began to have an overwhelming feeling that I could never go through with it, though it had b...
Drive Please They quickly agreed on the prime candidate. They had already decided the main criteria for the new chauffeur -- between 5'6" and 6'; 130-160 lbs; and single. Starting with the driver abstracts that came in the mail, using Mae's friends and daughter Tracy's internet skills they managed to acquire all the relevant details. "Now we have to flush...
Heather was lying by the pool in a cute one-piece swimsuit. She loved how hot September had been since it meant that she could continue to suntan and relax outside. She loved the Florida weather and wondered why it took her so long to move here. She rolled onto her stomach and looked up at Mark. Mark was the lifeguard at the pool in her gated community. Heat...
Heather spent the next few months in a perpetual state of fantasy. She had sworn off all men, but Drew just always happened to find her. Every single charity function she attended, he was there and they would dance, cuddle in private, but nothing more. He would always bring her close to orgasm, but then leave her stranded in the parking lot or hallway. She w...