[ This story is a slight update to one I previously posted to Usenet a couple of years ago under a different penname ] * Natalie and I went to Aruba for a week in a last ditch effort to resurrect a relationship that was in its dying stages. It might have worked, had it not been for a white string bikini. Or, perhaps more likely, the relationship was doome...
(This story is based on true events, as recorded in the journal of Mitch in this story. It is dramatized, of course, but the story is as true as his record of it.) The summer after I graduated high school started off looking very much like a dud. I had a job, but it was lame and with the economy taking a dive, there weren't so many hours to be had, so I was...
"Row, row, row your boat Gently down the stream Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream" ― children's nursery rhyme Yuri Oscar Ulisov. "Stupid name," thought Randall. "Fuckin' foreigners," he cogitated, the same way he had thousands — perhaps tens of thousands — of times in the past. What else could he do? Sixty-two years in the same go...
Alexandra's boyfriend, Bryce, is a Navy SEAL, so Coronado Beach is his beach of choice for a nice, hard run. To mix it up for the weekend, he usually heads for Mission Bay. He agrees to bring Alex along for this one. It's a gorgeous day out, and they have a great run. "Isn't it nice to come someplace different for fun?" Alex teases him. He tweaks her ass...
Chapter 6 "Debra and Gladys Make Love to Hank" We walked to Gladys's apartment for lunch. As for me, we couldn't get there quick enough. The plan was to have salads and for Debra and me to go to the beach. At least, that was the plan I was aware of. As soon as we had closed the door, Gladys went to her bedroom and returned naked. I knew she liked being nak...
It was such a cliché, she thought, to be there in the organic market exchanging glances with the younger man who was stocking the produce section with kale. The shelves were equipped with automatic misters that periodically sprayed the vegetables with a fog of cool water. She had come straight from the beach, from the amazing sight of her neighbors fucking o...
I'm Calvin and I work for a security consulting company that sends me to different airports around the country. It had been six months since I've been home. I have been very busy, in my job, as a security consultant, but the thought of finally going home to my beach house in The Cape, (Cape Cod, Massachusetts) still lingered. As I sat on a plane in San Diego...
Gwen showered after her tricks and ran back to their room. Jacob told her she could have it to herself to get ready. She had picked one of the bridal gowns from wardrobe to wear. It was the most flattering to her figure, but there were tears and stains from the use it had seen. Still, it was the best of poor choices. She decided to make the best of it. It wa...
This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any real person or entity are entirely coincidental and unintended. This story is part of a series by this author that includes The Investigation, chapters 1 & 2, A New Investigation, and A Peaceful Investigation. Hopefully, this story can be read with enjoyment on its own, but the prior stories give conte...
Authors Note: A special thank you to the author Coyo for allowing Donnie to uh, visit the Covet Corner Hotel. I tried to keep his stay there as brief as possible as I know he can be quite the trouble maker. I also do want to apologize to everyone for the quality of this chapter. I've been going through some rough times in my personal and work life, it makes...