She was alone. In a dark, creepy, old, abandoned museum. The storm rumbled breaking the heavy silence. Vanessa jumped and let out a shriek as she lost her balance and fell backward landing hard on the cold, dusty floor. "Ow!" she cried out as a throbbing pain shot up through her hips and into her body. How the hell did she get talked into coming in this...
My thanks to Jeriscol for his editing. This story was reposted with minor edits to help make it more enjoyable for readers. * Of course she wanted to come and visit on the weekend when the City was full. The national lacrosse championships and the state cheerleading championships were being held in the City all weekend. There wasn't a hotel room within at...
I slept a little more soundly on the Sunday night although I did have some very vivid dreams, mostly of a sexual flavour, my thoughts seemed to stray back to the erotic swimming session in the afternoon where I had been unable to stop myself sporting an erection in front of my new work colleagues, despite my embarrassment, they didn't seem at all put out by...
I sat at my desk and tried to figure out what I wanted to say in the add for the classified section of the paper. My primary need was for a driver, since my eyesight was giving me problems, I didn't feel safe on the road anymore. I looked at what I had written. Driver Wanted Clean license,sometyping or computer skills a plus. Age or sex no factor. $9.0...
(Thank to all for your patience. Note that comments are more than welcome. You can comment on this story or send me an email via the link below. As usual, bricks and bouquets are welcome.) JENNIFER'S SIDE How do you converse? More importantly, about WHAT do you converse? Everything that was said and done, has previously resulted in nothing. Whatever yo...
Another 'loving wives' story with no real sex action, so be pre-warned. Like the 'hero', I know little about medical terms and things, so I apologise in advance if I got anything wrong. Hope you enjoy it! ++++++++++++ The perfect marriage eh! Yes, that's what I had. Or at least as far as I was concerned, that was indeed the case. My wife Hilly and I...
This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any real person or entity are entirely coincidental and unintended. ***** After considerable soul-searching, Liz and I declined John Smith's offer of senior management positions in his little business empire. That was hard. The offer was very attractive and we both liked John and Karen a great deal. It...
This is a repost of a story I removed last year for publishing purposes. It was written for someone I know, (you know who you are), and I feel the same now as I did two years ago when I wrote it... * * * I had a real bad day. I mean real bad. I pulled into my driveway and punched the emergency brake, threw open the door and got out of the car. I slamme...
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 are used only for the literary purposes...
Selene sat atop a roof, and glared at the glittering city of Los Angeles. She was a tall woman with pale white skin and long black hair. Her eyes were a dark brown. She was clad from head to toe in black leather. To the casual observer, she looked like a woman in her twenties. She was a lot more than that. Selene was a vampire. Not just any vampire but a Dea...