Like the gray skies brooding overhead, Carmen was in a sullen mood. But her dark temperament had nothing to do with the weather. Rather, it was the start of a new semester, meaning she had to go back to work. Fall was the busiest season for her, what with her new classes and students, and the paperwork alone was enough to give her a migraine. Worse, she had...
It was just after ten on a Thursday night when I heard the light rap on the front door. Knock, knock..... My trusty chocolate lab, Shane, who had been curled up by my feet on the couch, immediately jumped up, perhaps more surprised than I was. "Rrruuuufffff," he growled huskily, which as anyone knows, is the canine equivalency of "Who's there?" Shane can p...
I am going to try and tell the story of my life in writing for the very first time. I was not sure about what category to enter my stories in, because there are a number of possibilities. Non consent/reluctance was a possibility, because very little of what I experienced was my idea at first. Although I was manipulated into doing almost everything that you...
Harry walked into his storage room, actually the 3rd bedroom of his sprawling one-story house in a suburban neighborhood. The room was sparsely furnished, containing only an antique divan and a small desk. A step ladder and several moving storage boxes were piled in one corner. He leaned over the desk and ran his finger down an open calendar to the month o...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists -- Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 20). This story c...
It may seem stupid, or childish. I can't say I disagree. But I'm not sure that if it happened to you, you would react any differently. It was in the middle of an argument. We'd had a lot of them lately, Kate and I, but this one was particularly bad. I don't even know what it was about—something trivial, like the laundry or an unpaid bill. One of Kate's bad...
Love. They say it’s the greatest thing of all. All you need is love. Love will conquer everything. Don’t hurry love. She loves you yeah yeah yeah. I say that’s a load of bullshit. Ten years. Ten years of my life I had given her. All through my 20’s I had been a sucker for her. Then at 30 she had to get some mid-life crisis and fuck some other guy. Of course...
This was the story Jeff Wheeler told his fiancée, Debra Gladstone, eight years later as they were cuddling in bed after an intense session of lovemaking. Debra was smart, vibrant, and beautiful (slender but with curves in all the right places), but she had something of a sharp tongue, which may explain why, at the age of twenty-six, she hadn't had all that m...
This is a different ending to the GeorgeAnderson story "February Sucks". I think there's already been five or six. Every time I got close to trying to submit this, another one was published. I saw one commenter say to let the story die. I hope that doesn't discourage someone else from trying. This is my first submission. This story intrigued me and bothere...
I know it sounds cliché, but I believe that my wife Joan and I have the perfect marriage. We will have been married for twenty years next month. We're every bit as in love today as we were when we first met. We hear stories about other couples who have problems and end up in divorce, but neither of us can imagine that ever happening to us. From the beginnin...