Pat felt the anxiety growing in his gut as he walked slowly along the low lit corridor, leading to suite 315. He was trying to prolong his arrival as long as possible. At the sweet age of thirty three, he was still apprehensive about dental appointments. Creeping along he thought he smelled the all too familiar scent of alcohol and antiseptics. Looking up,...
Please read Aunt Jo's Dirty Secret Chapters 1 to 4 to get the history of this story, especially Chapter 3. *** Jack arrived at Jean's Practice just before twelve; he was shown into one of the Dental operating rooms. Jack sat in the chair. Then Jean entered the room. Jack stood up and smiled as he shook Jean's hand. Jean said, "This is the first time sinc...
*Author's Note: Arena football is real. The Dallas Guardians are not. ****** "Please score. Please score. Please score," she said quietly. "Ain't happenin'. It's over. They lost," the man sitting next to her said. "There's three seconds left, and the way they're playin', there's no way they're gonna score." The man got up to leave, and in her heart of he...
El Puente hasn't aged a day. It still looks exactly like it did more than a decade ago. It's a mystery to me how some restaurants manage to look brand new no matter how old they are. It just seems like it would be expensive to maintain that. But the white exterior is spotless, the windows are all translucently clean, and even the fucking entryway rugs are...
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This is the third story in the series about a luxury sex resort for rich gentlemen on the Caribbean island of Turks and Cacos. In the first, recent high school graduate Mandy, a sexually innocent pretty girl decided to accept being hired. Her BFF, who just returned from the resort, told her how she had paid for university tuition with the generous tips of ri...
Lisa picked me up at work at 1:30 pm sharp as instructed. It was chilly and I was glad to have dressed warm with hiking boots and fleece jacket. Glad too, that I had instructed Lisa to wear only a sweater, short skirt and hiking boots. The cold would definitely play a role in what I had in mind for this afternoon's activities. Lisa had just come from the d...
The man in black hits the road It was a miserable night. Rain fell in dark sheets across the path cut by the Crown Vic's headlights. The big black sedan swept down the deserted highway while the wipers batted back and forth at the chilly rain. It wasn't cold enough for the roads to ice over, but it was damned close. Most people would avoid driving in weath...
At sixty-nine, I had reached the age where my health was inevitably going downhill. By most standards I was pretty healthy - I could still cycle fifty plus miles in a day without problems though running was a problem because of a knee injury eight years earlier. After Liz, my partner of over forty years and wife of over thirty died, I moved to somewhere I co...
Cadence knelt on the floor under the table, waiting for a signal. Brad didn't normally eat slowly but today he was taking his time with breakfast. The only thing different about today that she knew of was that it was poker night. It was only once a month, but it was regular enough that he shouldn't behave differently. His friend Kelly hosted, and it was the...