Jenny Reed balanced the small bag of groceries on one arm as she worked the lock to the apartment door with her free hand. The twenty-four-year-old nurse had gone out two hours earlier to see a movie with a co-worker, only to have her cancel at the last minute. So, rather than go alone, she'd stopped at the market for munchies and planned to crash on the cou...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Basil, my accountant, reckons that it was shrewd of me to buy my Notting Hill flat when I did. 'You somehow managed to buy it right at the bottom of the market,' he said. 'Right at the moment when the market stopped going down and just before it started to go back up again. Your only mistake was in not buying a second place. As an investment.' Shrewd? The...
June 6, 2017 I left Norfolk Tuesday morning on Highway 168 headed south. It was a two-hour drive to Nags Head and my excitement was already building. I was anxious for some time away from the office. Three years before, I'd sold my engineering company to a larger competitor. I'd negotiated a very fair price on the deal and they offered me a great package to...
Notes from the author: Hello Literotica reader and welcome to Part 7. Part six was the smallest installment and a bit off the beaten track. My editor, Boston, advised me to leave it out because he thought that it didn't add to Gwen's narrative. But there were so many notes from her dream sessions on the flash drive that I felt that I couldn't ignore it so I...
I woke up this morning knowing it was going to be a day I just wanted to get through and forget about. No, it wasn't going to be a bad day at work. It wasn't to be a day at work at all. It was all about that time of year again, time for my annual physical. I wasn't dreading going to see the doctor as I made my way through heavier than normal traffic. I neve...
This is the fourteenth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter V "…She's under my thumb…" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his newest gir...
Aida woke up from a restful sleep feeling extremely well rested. For a moment she wondered where she was. Then all thoughts came flooding back! Last night Alex had slept in her bed with her! And just as suddenly her anger returned by two folds. How dare he take liberty of her just like that?! She quickly pushed off the blankets only to discover she was still...
Ride by Cary Brothers has been the one song I've played most often while writing this series. The perfect moment appeared and I had to include it, though I didn't use the lyrics. I think of it as Sean and Ana's song—at least for where they've come to so far. Sometimes I imagine Sean's voice sounds similar to Cary's: soulful, passionate and intimate. * * *...
'What happened?' Frowning, Matt walked into Fiona's apartment. 'And give me more than "He took Fiona!".' Seated at the kitchen table, Nick glanced up, a moment's relief running through him. 'I had been to the store to buy a necklace for her. When I got back here, the door was open. Her car was still in the lot. Her purse and cell phone were all here on the...