Finance - Audrey Willis was a 28 year old executive in a fast growing company. His four-year marriage had been sacrificed to the 12-hours days required to grow the company over 200% each year. In the previous episode, he had an absolutely incredible night of sex with Audrey, a 43-year old accountant working for him. In addition to the supervisor/subordinat...
"I'll see you next week, Greg. Great game, man! Hey, can you believe we actually survived the attack on that goblin camp? Thirty against 5! Lucky for us, the GM was having a bad dice night." The excitement in Dragan's voice was palpable. "Oh, I know, I know. It was so wicked! I'm really glad you found Jeff online. We really needed a good GM after that last...
"Damn." The word was whispered quietly beside her and Ellen quickly looked at her friend and co-worker. Sonia was staring down the aisle of the plane, her cheeks slightly flushed. Ellen followed Sonia's gaze and understood her friend's dismay immediately. Four soldiers were walking toward seats in Sonia's section of the plane. Their white shirts were crisp,...
Authors note: This story does not contain detailed, explicit sex scenes; so if that is what you're looking for you won't find it here. This story has greatly benefitted from comments provided by Privates First-Class. I sat in my chair during the presentation, occasionally shifting my eyes over to see Dick in profile as he sat in the next row ahead and to my...
LaKeisha Jones could feel Lester Jackson's eyes roving all over the unshackled breasts that protruded beneath her tight T-shirt. As always, she could sense the twisted thoughts that ran around inside that greasy doo-rag-covered, nearly empty skull of his. Today Lester was merely fantasizing about chaining her to that urine stained mattress he kept back in h...
***It's been a while between stories but sometimes life gets in the way. This will be told from both husband and wife viewpoints.*** ***** The club I am walking into is the last place I want to be. The owner and I, Willis Taylor, have a history and definitely not a good one. It is a strip club featuring white women catering to mainly black men. The only re...
I had called the Willis Institute for Fertility on Wednesday and inquired about the institute's high turnout rate. I had been trying to become pregnant for 4 years without luck. My ex-husband left me over it. I had all but given hope until I saw an advertisement in the back of 'Cosmopolitan'. The ad read "100% success rate in becoming pregnant. Call us tod...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains gr...
I knew the instant I heard the wonderful sound of his trumpet that he was the man for me. A musical man, an intelligent man, a boy becoming a man. We had met during band camp, he was going to a different high school than I was, but we were both intrigued by each other the second we saw one another. Then, by chance, during the final performance of the week wh...
Summertime was over and I was in the middle of my first semester at Parkston Junior College. Carrying a full load didn't give me much time to make the trip back and forth from Auntie Em's so with Mom's and my auntie's financial assistance, I was able to rent a small studio apartment just a couple of blocks from the college. Made for some lonesome nights. I...