Writers block! Definitely one of the worst feelings in the world for an aspiring novelist. I have felt this way before but never to this degree. In fact my trip up to my country cottage was for the purpose of eliminating distractions and making significant headway on my first novel. Unfortunately, even without distractions my mind is not producing anything g...
I guess I can say I was one of the lucky ones. Fresh out of an ivy league school with a degree we were met with two different tales. "Sorry, you're over qualified," they said. Or we would hear, "We're looking for someone with more experience." An alum that I had befriend however was able to land me a waiter position in a posh New York country club that ca...
Note- Second entry in my loving tribute to AVN inductee Tami Monroe in her adventures since her retirement from the adult movie business. ***** Tami Monroe had decided to train to become a Medical Assistant in NY and had enrolled at the Manhattan Institute. Once she had completed the classroom training she now had a opportunity to show off her new skills....
The BMW turned onto the 737 and headed southwest towards the sunset. Aaron turned up the heat in the seats and his passenger burrowed into his shoulder. They were heading to Lochwinnoch to spend New Year's Eve and day at his cottage just off the golf course. The cottage had been in the family for over 200 years. When the golf course had been constructed th...
It was a lazy Tuesday afternoon in dreary and rainy suburban Seattle and Tyler, a 32-year old and rather successful salesman for Brownie Points Incorporated (a radio and television sales agency), sat in his office sifting through paperwork on a deal he recently closed with a local sports bar. Tyler loosened his tie knowing he was the only member of the sales...
"Great game tonight!" she announced as she hoisted her schooner. "Us ladies dominated! It was the new socks!" "Whatever!" her team-mate replied. "If it wasn't for us guys shielding you ladies..." "Well I guess I could give a shout out to you guys too... Y'all did pretty alright." she smirked over her glass at him and took a big drink. "For boys that is!"...
I woke up to the sound of the ocean rushing up the shoreline near my house in Florida. I rolled over and looked at the beautiful women lying next to me clothed in nothing but the sheets that formed perfectly to her figure due to the sweat that covered her body in the morning heat. As my eyes wandered up and down her body taking in every subtle figure and sha...
Morning...I hate morning. Every time The sun comes up, I have to look out my window at the gift civilization has given us. It isn't pretty. The Second Civil War was no different than the first. Some bunch decided that they didn't want to be part of the U.S. and that they were going to pack their toys and leave. Uncle Sam, however, decided that he was cate...
I hear the fan stop as you open the door and exit the bathroom, I hear the click of heels on the floor as you walk towards the living room. I look away from the show I was watching to see what you are wearing, well framed in the doorway into the living room. The strappy heels and black thigh high stockings you wore I knew I had never seen before but the cors...
[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies, and as such, may or may not be entirely realistic. All locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.] ***** It was the bottom of the last inning, two outs. With...