As her new Astin-Martin roared up the Ross' driveway, Michelle Bauer thought of what she was going to say to Shana Ross. How she was going to confront her? Was she going to deck the bitch? Or was she going to yell and scream? Or was she going to calmly tell Mrs. Ross that she knew full well about her affair with Michelle's husband, Craig? Michelle and Craig...
Part One - Preparing for the Day The banners went up at key intersections all over town three weeks before the big day. For most in the sleepy little town this was the official start of the "think about what's coming" phase of the year. Yet for the handful of organizers it was a reminder to check last minute details and ensure all their ducks were in a row....
It was early morning as I strolled along the beach, sandals carried in my hand. Lazily, I kicked at the sand, it was the finest and softest sand I had ever seen. The sun had already begun to warm. There was not another soul in sight, except one fishing boat, way off the shore. This is Mauritius, one of the most beautiful places in the world. I should be...
Another sleepy dusty delta day, on the back-ways heading south. Slumped down in the shade by the roadside, smoking my last fat joint, sparks of ecstasy fizz and glow in intoxicating haze. Incandescent molecules ripping comet-trails through my brain. And a patrol car. Wait. Watch its trail of billowing dust as it circles, fishtails in, slows to a stop. She sl...
Seven o'clock came, and when I got off the elevator on the 14th floor, Ashley was standing there waiting for me, wearing a gossamer white coverall through which I spied the tiniest of sky-blue bikinis. She walked with me into the elevator, embraced and kissed me like we were old lovers, and whispered into my ear "I wasn't sure for a moment that you were comi...
Thanks to the lovely Sparrow for inviting me on this project! *** "Wh– what in God's name is she doing?" "Oh, fuck... THAT'S what I'm talking about..." Willa didn't miss a beat when she cast a glance around the edge of her folded bonnet at the pair of conservatively-dressed women who had just tiptoed into the dimly-lit alley. In lieu of a greeting, she d...
"This was an odd email,” thought Luke. “The PR gal from his previous company? What could she possibly want?” “Hi Luke, I hope that everything is going well with your new company. Mr. President! Your own agency! Manhattan! Wow. We knew that you were destined for greatness here and we’re all sorry we couldn’t hold onto you. And by the way, see below f...
Amy had not been in college long, but was often unhappy. She was doing fine with her studies, but less than pleased with her social life. She had left a boring small town full of young guys that didn't care anything about treating a woman right. After some very disappointing attempts at relationships, she had looked forward to college as a means of meeting n...
The four older guys were sitting in a booth at their favorite bar, almost empty early on a rainy Tuesday evening. They were talking about their kids, the prospects for the Giants this year and how life had treated them. None of these were new themes. Max heaved a sigh. "I can't tell you how happy I am not to travel anymore! God! There was a time I woke up i...
[This story is set after the events of Milky MILF including recollections of events from years before that.]. After a small group dinner, the six of us moved our drinks poolside and our chatter scattered randomly. The booze loosened lips and maybe too much was said... I tried to drag the talk to more G rated stories, but that didn't last long. "Lou and I...