"'[America] is a fair and just society.' 'Just so much for the few,' said Jimmy." ― Ham on Rye: A Novel The Death Dog of Defeat gnashed concertina wire teeth an inch from my frightened face. Six goddamned hours! That's how long I'd been on premises, battlin' for bliss. That's also the exact amount of time I'd come up emptier than a bulimic's stomach. Th...
2: Lust On her way home, Joy was enjoying remembering the pleasures she had enjoyed with her boss over the evening and thinking how his wife could have been foolish enough to let him get away. 'Ah well, her loss,' she thought. She wondered how long her boss had been interested in her and also wondered if it had been a one time thing. She planned to stay bac...
I had been the area manager for a group of restaurants for about five years, having been promoted through the ranks from having been a waiter as a summer job. The restaurants were pretty basic family establishments, you would know the sort where you would take your mum and dad at the weekend for an inexpensive meal. As the area manager I had to make sure th...
You couldn't forget Crystal. Beautiful, tall, with long black hair, dark green eyes and a full mouth that was usually laughing at something or someone, and always painted with a startling red lipstick. Her full tits clamoured for your attention, invariably only just contained by the fabric of some immaculate designer outfit, worn with high black boots with h...
Kate Ross was a lot of things. A 34 year old wife. A mother. A best friend. A supermarket shelf stacker. But most of all Kate Ross was an insatiable slut. Take right now. Right now Kate is in the store room of the Tesco store she works in, where she is supposed to be putting out a box worth of custard creams but is rather on her knees with an eighteen year...
Heather could not take her eyes off him as he walked across the room, stopping at a couple of tables to chat briefly. Making it ever closer to the chair right next to her. What then? She should run. Excuse herself, and just leave. Go back to her cabin and stay there until they docked in Bergen, then take a straight flight home. Home? Was it any more? Witho...
(following "Hellie and the House Party") When Hellie came home, Trevor and Bryant were sitting at the kitchen table. "Hellie," Trevor said excitedly. "Come try this custard we made!" "Let me just change my clothes," Hellie called as she rushed past them up the stairs. Trevor was her housemate; Bryant was their landlord. Bryant had once been a professor...
An innocent backyard barbecue with friends led to the most exciting sexual experience of my life. My wife Laura and I were treating our best friends Jerry and Kim to a barbecue and a refreshing dip in our pool. The four of us had met at the company that we all work for. We had so much in common that it was inevitable that we would become best friends. We wen...
Michael I really wasn't looking forward to the company training weekend; endless rounds of team bonding exercises and motivational speeches with hundreds of other faceless suits, all either trying to make connections and get ahead or grudgingly show up out of necessity and just get through it. Kat didn't seem to fit either category, but she made an immediat...
Andy looked around the room, which was sparsely decorated for Christmas - a few ornaments, a tiny table-size tree and a few Christmas cards. Most of them were from friends, one from his family - who he didn't see at Christmas - a few from co-workers and businesses. In a few hours, it'd be Christmas - big whoop. He didn't begrudge anyone else enjoying the sea...