This is my first attempt at writing something like this. Please let me know if it is liked and worth continuing. * Wednesday It had been a pleasant evening. The summer was winding down. My wife, Kate, and I had been at a party at a friend's home. We were returning home. I looked at Kate as we pulled into the driveway. What a remarkable woman. We had been...
Chapter 2 - Revenge From the beginning, our life was on the fast track with me in college, raising a child, and Chuck dedicated to growing our business. Our lives moved ahead full speed with hardly a minute to spare. For me it was diapers, studying, baby sitters, and maintaining a home. For Chuck, it was long hours of drafting, dealing with contractors and...
Raise your weapon I counted my toes. Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen- "I ran out of toes," I said, wriggling my littlest toe. I didn't know I could do that. Liam looked at me sideways from his desk, warily. "Use fingers then." "I don't want to use my fingers," I rebutted, spreading them...
Jan sat in her bedroom in the middle of her bed, wearing a silk nightshirt and panties while pouring over folders and reports. It seemed things were going exceptionally well at the office, but, instead of lessening the burden, it only seemed to pile more work on. While she read, her mind kept wandering back to Jack. She'd never felt so close to anyone, yet...
"Oh, for fu-fu...Achoo!...for fuck's sake!" The frustration broke through Special Agent Dana Scully's usual calm and controlled facade, one that she kept up even when alone. As she was now. It was half-past-eight in the morning, but it was already humid and stuffy in this small basement office of the Hoover building. Scully had arrived early in the day, whi...
The Interview It was Friday and I suppose a bit early for me to be nursing a Bloody Mary but it was hot and humid. I had just had a surprising conversation with a young woman to whom I was very attracted. Jane was an Aussie like me she had drifted into the service (foreign that is) and been around for a good many years. She was pretty in a homely way, a lit...
"Mr. Lennox, your model is here," the successful artist's secretary notified him with a wink. John Colmes was known to be gay, but Thomas Lennox didn't worry about it. It was more flattering than threatening to him. He had even fucked John's ass now and then, whenever he was horny enough to overlook his usual preference for women. It wasn't as if Mrs. Lenn...
Please be advised there is no sex in this story. I am most appreciative to Bubba in CA for his help with proofreading and story suggestions as this story looks nothing like the first proof six weeks ago. Bubba's suggestions have really enhanced and made my stories more readable. Strange how a story evolves. Also, my appreciation to FIFOFemale for help with e...
"I told you I wanted NEW Beaujolais! Why do you get everything wrong?" That was my wife, Kim, screaming at me. For what, because I brought home nice three year old Beaujolais instead of the new vintage? Shit, the only difference she knows in wine is between red and white. Where did this kick come from? We have been married for almost 25 years. Our three ki...
Since my two editors didn't know who Petruchio was, I figured there would others similarly situated. He is the guy who marries Katherine in Shakespeare's The Taming Of The Shrew. He attempts to tame her by killing her with kindness. There is NO SEX in this story, which is part of their problem. I had not been married before, so never in my wildest imaginati...