Ok, I've finally managed to finish another English story. Hooray. It seems I hardly ever manage to get to the end of one of the beginnings I got on my harddrive. Then again, I got way more unfinished German stories, so maybe the percentage of finished stories is about the same. I'm pretty sure it's better than my last. Then again, going by the comments that'...
Chapter 3 -- Getting to know you... It was fortunate that the time leading up to meeting Emma were filled with activity because otherwise I don't know how I could have coped with my excitement and anticipation. I purposely stayed out late every evening to avoid further thoughts of Bryony invading any self-pleasure. After waking up much earlier than normal o...
"I wanted to personally meet with you, to tell you, congratulations. You've got the job," Mrs. Sheridan said as she reached out and shook my hand. She was wearing a black skirt suit and I tried not to stare too much at her figure. She was in her mid-forties with dark-chocolate brown hair and piercing blue eyes. When she first interviewed me (for a full-time...
It was just a few weeks ago. I was back in my hometown visiting some old buddies. And you know how old buddies are, so the first thing we do is get some drinks and go to over to Matt's house. When we first get there Matt's wife, Julie, is getting ready for work, she's a waitress. She's not wearing any socks or shoes and her sexy white feet are topped off wit...
I remember that it was about a month before summer vacation started when I saw the moving van arrive next door. Everyone was curious about this new couple was moving into house next door to ours. I was outside playing in the street with my friends when my mother called me to come back home. I waited as she combed my hair and straightened my clothes. She sai...
Mark took off his helmet and collasped on the shabby red couch in the breakroom, taking care not to disturb his tender area below. Miss Scarlett had been especially rough with him the night before, having forgotten to pick up her dry-cleaning, and he was paying for it now with every step he took. That punishment, the Shinra grunt knew, would be nothing compa...
At first, Maya couldn't believe her eyes. She ran her fingers through her hair, seeking reassurance, and it was as long and silky as ever. It was real. Somehow, she had managed it this time. She was a magician. Magic or not, she still had to go to school. She put some clothes on, confident she would be able to protect herself. Her grandmother had taught her...
My wife Michelle is a yoga teacher, and after one of her classes a pupil asked her if she would consider trading her class for a massage. She had never had a man massage her before, so was nervous about it. However, he kind of put her on the spot and she knew of his qualifications because he practiced in the same facility. "Gee I guess so," said my wife, a...
"Been a while since I've posted a story. I've been really occupied and will continue to be, so don't expect there to be a lot of stories from now on. With that in mind, I wanted to do something unique that would keep people entertained for awhile. I started looking for something that hadn't been done yet, and I found it rather quickly. Enjoy!" I sat ther...
It was too damn hot for golf. Way too hot, thought Rick, as he got out of his car outside his golf buddy's posh, private house on the hill. To spend the day sweating one's ass off on a golf course instead of sipping ice-cold vodkas, wearing as little as possible, by the pool would be a sacrilege of sorts. He hoped Jon was of the same opinion on this swelteri...