I got back to the TGI offices at just past five o'clock on that Friday in mid-February, having spent the day with a client. As I came through the main door the new receptionist called me over: "Sorry, it's the end of my first week, and I'm just trying to put names to faces. You're David Finch aren't you? "Yes." "And where do you fit in?" "I'm Deputy Head...
The sun broke over the horizon just as the 737's wheels hit the runway at McCarran. It had been over a year since I was here last, and it's one of the few places other than home that I miss when I'm not there. I had really come to love this town, and as much work as the trade shows were, it never really felt like work when it was in Vegas. Plus, there was a...
My wife doesn't 'do' subtleties very well which accounts for her two most endearing characteristics: she always says what's on her mind and because of that she can be highly unpredictable. Like now. She is cuddling into me as she always does after sex, with one leg over my hip, her arm across my chest and her face tucked into my neck. "I was thinking of you...
Pure fiction. My thanks to my editor: WindySwimming. ***** We were sitting on the patio of a beachfront restaurant, sipping something tall and cold. She wore a straw hat and shades, plus a button-front shirt and walking shorts. One leg was propped on an empty chair, and the other across her knee, a flip-flop dangled (barely) from one toe. The cool breeze w...
Based on a true fantasy Alys was not a tourist in Japan. She was not a stranger stumbling down the rabbit hole into a land of bizarre customs and nonsensical sounds. No burbling jabberwocks bothered Alys: she spoke enough Japanese for small-talk, read enough kanji to skim a newspaper. She had her favourite brands and bands, her network of contacts in lang...
Jolee awoke with a start. The answer was the moon! Well it was about every twenty-eight days, she thought. Could Roger have meant approximately once every twenty-eight days? But if they did, what did the moon have to do with me locking myself in my room for safety? She sat up in the dark room. The moon had now risen higher into the night sky, and her room w...
(Inspired by and Based Upon "Contact" by Little White Mouse) By The Preve Thanks to Todger 65 for editing. Author's note: This story was written years ago, so forgive some of the crude edges. ***** Lt. Kate Sanders of the United Nations Interstellar Service, stood on the beach looking at the ocean. If not for her predicament's ambiguity, she would...
Chapter 7 A Monkey Wrench in the Works We didn't end up in bed that night. I was reluctant to rush into anything with a woman I barely knew. I got the impression that Ali felt the same. There was an attraction that both of us were aware of, and I definitely wanted to explore just where it would take us. All indications were that she felt the same way. We...
To Anonymous who told me to stop writing this story: Stop Reading This Story! ***** Justin Heityme, Lecturer in Environmental Science with a dual-track position in Human Sexuality, spent Friday afternoon doing research until dinner time. Then he closed his books and left the library, climbed into his battered mini-pickup and drove home to the comfortable l...
Drew reached down and brushed away the bangs that obstructed his view. For him, seeing was just as important as feeling. He needed to watch those swollen wet lips descend, see the way she worked his cock. Slipping his fingers in the backpacker's blond locks he gave a gentle tug, pulling her lips up his shaft to work the sensitive head. She released a throaty...