“Your first mistake was stealing hundreds of thousands of dollars from me. Your second mistake was thinking you could get away with it.” As I stood trembling before his desk, Mr. Atwater regarded me as if I were a bug on the windshield of his Lexus. “Do you have anything to say for yourself before I call the police?” Without thinking, I turned and bolted ou...
Here is your word of warning. There is a cuckold in this story, whether or not he remains one plays out as the story goes on. If you read the description, you can already guess where this one is headed. Once again Thanks to PapaGus and his deft hand for editing this. ***** The headlights of my Suburban pierce the inky night, leading me back to a place I t...
This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Saturday, November 3 Awakened by Veronica's arm moving across my lower chest, I opened my eyes to into her hair as her head rested on my shoulder. As I inhaled I detected a hint of her shampoo's floral scent. With her embrace and her leg across my hips, the...
This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. I apologize for the length of time between this chapter and the last one. * Thursday afternoon and evening, October 26 Cheryl Babcock walked out of my office as I approached it from the elevator. She turned and looked at me, "I just left the coffee carafe a...
Copyright ©, 2003: All characters, events, and text in this story are purely fictional, and are created by and the sole property of the author. All rights reserved. Writer’s Note: Happy holidays, dear readers. This piece is long, but Jeanine is quite a gal, and her story needed this much. It felt good to fantasize about sunny Aegean islands in the wintertim...
He was in his mid forties and spent the majority of those years languishing in complete obscurity. Its clichéd to say but he was just one of those people that did not stand out in a crowd. It wasn't that he chose to be this way, it was just the hand that life dealt him and he accepted it without question. Shyness had a lot to do with his station in life,...
Having received grief on another site, I wish to take this opportunity to say this story was INSPIRED BY RichardGerald's "Another Love". The set up to each is similar but as you will see, my PLOT walks into a whole other realm. No text was copied nor characters reused. I do not want to get into a pissing contest but if we say you can't do that because someon...
When I was in high school there was a girl one year behind me named Elaine. Her dad was the high school principal; we were all terrified of him. She was the middle child with an older and younger brother. Looking back, Elaine was cute. She was taller than average, probable five-seven or eight. With reddish brown naturally curly hair and big sea green eyes s...
A faint frown of concentration crossed Debbee's beautiful face as the eighteen-year-old carefully applied her lipstick, running the small, salmon-pink tipped tube across her full lips until they were bathed in moist colour. Pressing her sensuous lips briefly together, Debbee's slim fingers took the maroon lip pencil from the table before her and began to pai...
Niue is a rock in the Pacific a bit east of Tonga. To be accurate, it's a big coral atoll but that might lead you to think of palm trees swaying above white sandy beaches. Wrong! Niue has no beaches, no exciting markets and almost no night life. It takes about three hours to drive right round the island and frankly it isn't worth the effort. You could see an...