My name is Arthur - never Art, or Artie... just Arthur. My wife, Joy, and I teach at the same local college. Economics is my game, and I am probably in the minority but I think it's an exciting field, especially if you are as in love with numbers as I am. Joy teaches history, ancient history to be exact. As you would of guessed we are not two of the most exc...
There has been a long break between the 2nd part of this story and this one for which I apologize. Thanks to those who have continually emailed asking for part 3 and I hope this does not disappoint. I greatly appreciate the assistance of my two editors for this story, Angel Love and P_A_Solcrofft for their attention to detail and overall comments. Without t...
Chapter 59 Joan's Tales – Part 4 Joan had stayed late at the university to spend some time catching up on the latest marketing trends. Hers was an interesting course and each semester there were new angles to the marketing sector that she wanted to include in her lectures. Marketing dynamics had always fascinated her, especially when it came to the visual...
Author's note: Once again, I'm taking liberties with noble and royal titles and Austrian geography. There's also going to be a little time-hopping in this chapter, so bear with me. Hope everyone is still liking the storyline and the cliffhanger from last chapter. Let's see where this one will go. Please leave me your constructive feedback in the comments. I...
Henry: I didn't see the warning signs, but when you love and trust someone completely, you aren't really looking for them either. I didn't think anything of it a year ago when my wife of 28 years, Traci, started mentioning a new co-worker in recounting the events of her workday. Some guy named Tyler, a kid who had recently joined the team she was on at Gei...
I fucked up this time. I mean royally fucked up. Fucked up so bad that my life changed forever, all because I didn't close the garage door. One stupid door and my world will never be the same again. **** My wife, Mandy, and I married almost six years ago. We met senior year of high school. Both of us on the nerdy side, we met at a math team meet. We went t...
The next day, taking the half day Neeta went to Ajay's rented house, as he told her that it will give them more privacy. Neeta was a little saddened with the way Ajay was living in a very small hoarding. Even the location was a downtown habitat. But she didn't in anyway reject any of her sexual favors to the handsome instructor. Ajay noticed the way she did...
(Written for a contest in which we were given the first and last lines (which were quotes from movies) randomly and had to fill in-between them. God, I hope this thing makes sense!) Chapter 1. My life, so far... Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, why'd she have to walk into mine? I was working part-time as a bartender in the fair...
*** Patricia stretched lazily, gazing at her latest conquest as the young, muscular guy continued to sleep off his exhaustion. He'd certainly earned a bit of rest after his hard work the previous night, having managed not one or two or even three, but full four rounds or hot, steamy sex. Which, incidentally, was the reason why Patricia always went after you...
Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual so please feel free to leave me a comment in the comment box at the end of the story! You see those big empty stars down there as well? Did you want to maybe fill them up? We don't want them e...