It was Ten am and the group of businessmen sat around the swish boardroom table. They were a diverse bunch; all were powerful within the organization, all considered themselves as successful. Each and every one of them knew and competed to a degree with each other. Not all were of the same company rank. The top boss, the Company CEO; the lowest a man with a...
Mike Piazza would miss this opening day. His sprained right wrist might take another day to heal enough to throw or firmly grip a bat, so the doctor said. Mike dressed dejectedly, knowing his uniform wouldn't need to be cleaned after today's game. Ain't this a bitch. I can't fucking stand to just sit there on the bench. And Bobby V. will whine if I read com...
Chapter 3: Dinner and the Date Captain Janeway watched Torres leave the conference room, despite being in the worst position threatening her career to date, her aroused state couldn't stop her staring at Torres well muscled ass as she seductively left the room. Tom must be one happy man, Janeway thought to herself, sighing, as she turned around, staring at...
by Graeme McGregor (c) Widow Irene Daniels' two children lived in other countries. She appeared happy but would awake most nights and weep. No one knew of her deep loneliness and she was determined to keep it that way. Now she was crying in despair, thinking she'd done the wrong thing earlier in the day with a problem better suited for a male to deal with...
"And the Devil whispered 'Knight to Queen's bishop four.' That's when I knew we were all pawns." -A laughing man in a truck-stop, over coffee and a game Drizzle blew lightly against the door. In The Undergrounds, a smoky little coffee shop I'd been visiting for a few weeks, now, the air was thick with smoke, like every busy night around here. All the regula...
A lot of people are surprised when they meet me. I guess that's because they've all got preconceived notions about what it's like to be me. My name is Azizah Khalif, and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Orleans, in provincial Ontario. I recently graduated from Carleton University with a Master's degree in Computer Science and I...
(This story is unbelievably cheesy, I know. But hey, I was in a weird, sappy mood the other night.) It was the same routine every week. Shelly would come over on Friday night, we'd sit together and watch the latest episode of Star Trek, then we'd discuss it for a while, and then finally, before she left, Shelly would get down on her knees and suck me off. I...
Hal Brink was seriously thinking of retiring from sex as a recreational activity but he possessed a nagging doubt about that. What if there was nothing on interest on TV, or the movies were crap or none of the guys wanted to hang out? Probably he was mostly at fault for this anti-sex downer. What had Bessie claimed when splitting? "Oh yeah, 'You are uncouth...
Volume 1: Maine Volume 1: Part 1 Augusta Maine. June 25. Senate Inn - Presidential Suite. "Damn, we are about to do it," I remember thinking to myself. I was oddly nervous - I felt like a teenage girl again about to lose my virginity. I had butterflies in my stomach that radiated out to my nipples and breasts and down to my crotch. I watched him bene...
"Excuse me can I slide in here?" I said to no one in particular among the throng of people mingling in one of the less dense areas of the overcrowded bar. I said it so as to try and not piss off that one person who may have managed to get enough drinks to get drunk. Me, I couldn't get my first beer, but I did find that one drunk. "Hey asshole you trying to...