The sun hadn't even had time to slip over the horizon when the alarm sounded, waking Nick from his sleep. Rubbing his eyes, he slipped out of bed as quietly as possible, trying not to wake the sleeping form still lost in dreams. He found sweatpants just to be decent, then snuck out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, where he would start prep for the cupcak...
This one day I come in from the office and call out to you. "I'm in the bath," I hear you reply. That's nice, I think. I go to the kitchen and open a bottle of wine and pour two glasses. In the bedroom I take off my coat and tie, unloosen my collar and go into the bath room with the glasses, sitting on the edge of the tub. You've been playing with the bubbl...
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Christian came home after a long day of work, intending to relax and forget about the day. As an attorney who was on trial for the week, it had been an especially grueling time. He walked in the front door of his condo, with its panoramic views of the city and kicked off his dress shoes. As he looked around he noticed something was off. There was a bowl o...
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"He called, Miss Gwen," Molly informed her Mistress and editor over the phone. "Your uncle called? That quickly?" Miss Gwen asked, her voice showing surprise. "Yes, Miss. He said he wants to pay me a visit," Molly replied. "Well, I think we both know what that means," Miss Gwen said, chuckling. "Randy old devil, isn't he?" Molly flushed. "If you say so,...
I received a text message from Bonnie that evening, after she'd driven home. "Heard you guys and C had fun," it said. "We did," I texted back, wondering if she was mad after all about the three-way with Charlotte. "That OK?" "No problems," was the response. "But be aware I expect same tomorrow." "Your wish my command," I texted back, smiling. I stoppe...
Act Three: There's Always Room Chapter Two: We End as We Began Author's note: This chapter contains more violence than previous chapters as well as implied but not depicted nonconsensual sexual activity. Black Cherry pelted down the little hall. Her wings, cramped in the narrow corridor, trailed straight behind her, the train of a jilted bride fleeing he...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Edited by PennLady This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. * Night had fallen. Chad gathered his weapon, its bag, and ammunition. He looked over the map of the area with hot spots marked out. He made a mental note of where he was going, layered his clothes in deference to the cold, and left his room through the fire escape. Chad shi...