This is the second installment in my series of Sultry SoCal Stories -- stories of encounters inspired by events that have taken place over the years I've lived in SoCal and traveled around the country. Some of these may have happened as described, others may have happened somewhat differently from how I narrate them, and others took place only in my vivid im...
I have been waiting sometime now hoping to find an editor for this story. It seems like so many of the editors I try to contact do not respond or cannot get to it within a reasonable time. So, I'm going to submit the story without editing. My readers can be my editors. I would appreciate any comments on spelling, punctuation (especially the use of quotation...
Darci had come in late due to her real estate class graduation ceremony and since she didn't have anything else scheduled she had begun studying for her upcoming real estate license test when she received a call. "Darci could you come into my office?" John Parnell asked. John Parnell was the owner and CEO of Parnell Real Estate and the man mostly responsibl...
The story was written for fun not profit. If the reality of unfaithful women isn't your thing you're in the wrong place. ************************************** So, I'm kind of back into it again. The wife trapper thing. That fucking cunt Samantha gave me a valuable lesson. I let myself get too relaxed like most guys and like most women Sam took to strange...
William and I were in our mid-twenties and had been married only two years when we moved into our first home, a place well out in the country and away from the city and suburbs. The open countryside may have appealed to us because of our mutual shyness. Neither of us had brothers or sisters, and when we had met on the intramural soccer fields at the state un...
Amanda’s heart raced the car reached its destination. She had trained months for this infiltration mission. Daily sessions at the gym, daily personnel dossiers to study, weekly mission scenario briefings, and lots of computer decoding, had dominated the last year of her life. While she was always intrigued with joining the world of spies and espionage, she h...
Copyright Oggbashan September 2018 / October 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *** When I had asked Cecilia's father for per...
Michigan has the worst economy in the country, and so it goes hand in hand that it also has the worst housing market. In the immortal words of Rodney Dangerfield in Caddyshack, "If everybody's buying, then sell. If everybody's selling, then buy, buy." It's time to go looking for houses. I began my search at a Grosse Pointe real estate office to look at pict...
Margaret stood firmly on an island of marsh grass ogling her sexy, real estate rival, Elizabeth, struggle against gravity. The gooey muck Ms. StCloud III had errantly stumbled into mercilessly lapped at the hem of her ripped business skirt. Margaret succumbed to the melodrama unfolding before her. Feeling her nipples harden with excitement as she deviantly w...
Those next few days with Mary were out of this world crazy. I think we found every nook and cranny in that damn office to get it on. From the copy machine, to the break room, to the conference room, to the kitchenette, back to the storage closet. When we have a little more time, I will tell you about it. But as for now, I just have to tell you that I needed...