I would like to thank Andrew John again for a wonderful job editing my story. Again my story would have never made it to publication without him. Thank you Andrew... ***** Be careful what you wish for Although I didn't want to go, here I was attending a week-long seminar in Atlanta that my boss, James Johnson, demanded I attend. I had worked for James...
This is a short story with no sex to speak of. It is not autobiographical and obviously total fiction. As the author, I have the right for my characters to behave exactly as I want them to behave. If you disagree, write your own version of this little story and post it on Literotica. You have my full permission. ***** I awakened in a cold sweat. The nigh...
The empty shell of the townhouse still smouldered as the fire crew carried out the charred remains of another victim. The corpse soon joined the line of black body bags behind a parked ambulance, hidden from the gathered TV cameras. No doubt an effort to give them a dignity in death that they didn't have in life. So… what happened at this old townhouse? DC B...
The night was cold, as any winter night usually was. Snowflakes drifted down lazily from the heavens. On this bitter evening Celeste and her two older sisters slept soundly in their shared room; warm under heavy animal skins. "I have debts to pay too, old man," a gruff voice growled in annoyance. "Yes, yes. I understand. I just need a few more days! My wi...
Copyright 2009 by madengineer3 No similarity should be drawn between these fictitious characters and any real life people. This is simply a story. * The presidential election had been very one sided. The Muldavian press had picked a favorite, early on, and had done their part to make sure their man won. Their favorite was Kar Amabed. His eloquence was in...
Judy showered and then the hairdresser fixed her hair while another beautician applied makeup. She was still wobbly when she stood to get dressed. The combined effects of the mud bath and massage with Bruno had left her curiously drained and weak. By the time she walked out dressed into the reception area of the spa to leave, she felt great. Still there was...
It was one of those jobs that a young tradie like me dreamed of when he first started his own business, a renovation of an old family home in an affluent suburb. I knew the house and its owner because I'd worked there before when my old boss did the maintenance on it before he retired. The Sampson family had lived here since the current owner's great-grandf...
Author's note: apologies for the delay- been on holidays- also for any inaccuracies to those of you who are business experts. I'm certainly not! Luckily this is a romance and not a how-to of hostile takeovers. * Monica pushed her glasses up onto her forehead and rubbed at her eyes with her knuckles. Her back was starting to ache and she was exhausted. It...
Tim stood for a long while after Lindsey left and thought about what had happened. He wondered if Sandy had felt the same excitement as Nathan screwed her into the couch. He could kind of understand it if she did. Was this the life for Tim and Sandy now? It was still about lunch time, despite his little diversion with Lindsey and he decided to skip out on...
Things had not been going well between my wife of 21 years and myself. We had begun to discuss divorce on a regular basis, and were both quite serious. We were not angry with each other. We had simply ceased to care very much. We had one child and he was two states away in college. We had purchased a home far more expensive than we could afford years ago. N...