Tales of the eKids: E-man Loves Emmy © 2004 by Andrew Wiggin Disclaimer: Swear to God, I never heard of "The Day after Tomorrow" until last week. I planned this plot line about six months ago. My loyal readers know that I would never stoop to steal a plot from a "B" movie. I steal my plots from much classier sources; in this case: "A Brain for All Seasons...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * "I Can't Stop Loving You," Ch. 02 A devoted husband, 68-year-old Walter, an older man, found love again with 39-year-old Susan, a much younger woman after his beloved Mary died. Continued from Chapter 01: Seemingly, not interested in meeting someone new, he didn't see her sometimes looking over at...
I turned twenty eight and no one noticed. When I awoke it was six a.m. Greenwich Mean Time, and no one had called. It was midnight back home and so I didn't expect any calls until late in my evening. But no calls came from my few friends in London that knew it was my birthday. I was lonely, and low on prospects. My two closest friends and I were going out...
My family and I were at a bar in Sturgis when a fight broke out. My family may have started it. The fight was with another family that was amazingly arrogant and all had expected it would come to this since our first trip to Sturgis. They had made it obvious we were not welcome. It was puzzling because our families looked like mirror images of each other, o...
After I sent my nude pictures anonymously to Libby, and then confessing my ruse and speaking with her on the phone, and then posting a strip-teasing series of my own on the public boards at Literotica, and losing control with Libby as I did so and degenerating into some of the best (and most confusing) phone sex ever had in the history of the phone -- after...
This is my second submission but one of the first stories I've written. This one has a happy ending and I hope you enjoy. Any and all feedback welcome. * Walter sat at his usual seat at the end of the bar. From here, he could scan the entire lounge. Tonight, it was busy with the dance floor crowded. The woman sitting alone drew his attention. She had caug...
Author's Note: I'm putting this one in Loving Wives, but be warned this story contains significant blackmail/NC/reluctance themes. I'm going for dark, direct, and dirty here, since I'm simultaneously writing a romantic series and enjoy the change of pace. This chapter is fairly short, but sets up a multi-part series. All characters are 18+, all rights reserv...
I am 30 years old, and still a virgin. This fact increasingly makes me want to cry. Knowing that I was not a looker, I have spent my life going to school and getting a good career. I'm a nurse, and I work 60 hours a week on average. Makes it kinda hard to get laid, huh? Now that I have attained a certain amount of seniority at the hospital where I work, I a...
The predator peered through the bedroom window and smiled; he couldn't believe his luck. This woman was just to his taste; he felt himself begin to stiffen as his eyes devoured her; he couldn't wait until he had his hands on her. In his mind he played out the scenario that he envisaged would soon take place. His thickening member began to engorge and throb....
"Imran, you should have been honest with me," Pooja Bawa said, looking somewhat reproachfully at her husband of twenty years. Imran Sheikh took a deep breath and looked at Pooja, the lovely woman who'd shared his life and his bed for more than two decades. He'd been in love with her ever since they met at Chandigarh University in the Mohali District of Punja...