For those who have enjoyed my prior submissions and asked for others, this story submission is intended to be the 1st of a three part series and to satisfy those requests. I write for women. And in my stories, I make you, the female reader, the focus and the point of attention...in my stories, the female reader IS the character...my character. My character...
Philippa walked into the large high street clothes shop and glanced around to orient herself. There were racks of clothes crammed fairly tightly around the large store. Interspersed around the clothes displays were mirrored walls covering the structural pillars, giving the illusion of more space. The shop was very well stocked and had a simple layout, with t...
IF ANYONE HAS NOT READ PARTS 1 TO 3, I WOULD HIGHLY RECOMMEND THAT YOU READ THESE BEFORE READING THIS CHAPTER. I THINK YOU WILL ENJOY THIS CHAPTER A LOT MORE IF YOU HAVE THE FULL BACKGROUND TO THE CHARACTERS AND THE STORY. **************** The phone at my desk rang for what must have been the twentieth time, and it was clear that the person on the other en...
Heather and I drove anxiously toward town. It was nearly dark and the last bits of sunlight emitted a fading pink glow on the horizon. The 25-minute trip from our house to the bar was plagued by silence. Nerves and excitement played a role in that, but I guess it was starting to dawn on us that this may be the point of no return. See, this moment had been a...
Thanks for taking the time to read these stories. It takes a long time to write them so please send or leave a message. *** I've known Leanne for over 25 years and her husband Steve for about 15 of those. We first met when we were working for a government department in a small country town where we sucked and fucked away our boredom in a haze of booze and...
(Author's Note: After many years, it's here! Sorry for the long delay. I was... unavoidably detained...) *** "Hey Trent," said my sister, Kylie, "Can we still fuck even if Whitney isn't around? Or are you guys so 'in love' that you can't do that?" Ah jeez, I thought. At first, living with my sister and my fiancée seemed like a good idea. We could save som...
"Soooo. . ." Maddy said to me, as she rubbed her hand over the outline of my morning wood through my cotton boxers as we lay in bed together that Sunday morning. I smiled because I already knew where this was headed. "Yeah?" I answered slyly back. "You wanna text our neighbor and see what he's up to tonight?" She had a mischievous grin spreading over her...
Copyright Neonurotic 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. # TODAY [Thursday, 11:18pm] The elevator door slid open with a whoosh...
Glad you guys have liked these. I struggled with this one, trying to find the right tone and concept for things with Carly's sister. I rewrote it four times but I like how it came out in the end. Hopefully everyone enjoys it as much as I enjoyed writing it. ***** The week passed by with some difficulty. Carly and I traded flirty text messages and talked wh...
It was the annual Mardi Gras charity golf tournament at the Country Club. Kathryn wasn't looking forward to it, she'd rather be with her friends downtown partaking in all the festivities and debauchery; but she committed to her parents and would rather avoid the lengthy guilt trip she was sure her mother would lay on her if she decided otherwise. And after w...