This is in homage to rpsuch. He started this whole thing. Blame him! This is a humorous discussion of avoiding the pitfalls of adultery. Hotels Always count the smoke detectors in your hotel room. If there is more then one, get out, hopefully before she gets there! Never go to a cheap motel with outside doors and windows. Always close the curtains all th...
Mike Bodine was only 18, but had always enjoyed writing. To make extra money for college he had been doing freelance work, but his dream was to write for a publication like the N. Y. Times or the Washington Post. In his small town, there weren't many opportunities for good stories, but that didn't stop him from trying. One day he was reading the local news...
The bonfire on the beach went exactly as I had expected. James was a jerk, everyone was drunk, and a lot of girls ended up crying. What I did not expect was the question James asked after he drove me back to the house. "Do you have a date for the wedding?" We were sitting in his hummer and I looked over to see him staring at me. "No. Why?" "You sure you...
I awoke every morning to the feel of his morning stubble rough on my cheek. "Good morning, love," he'd whisper in my ear, kissing my temple. Mornings were the best part of the day in our home. One of us would cook breakfast while the other showered, and after breakfast we would lounge on the balcony, overlooking the ocean waves crest up onto the beach, or...
As for me, I puttered around the house, managed my investments, read, exercised and noted in wonder how Boh McAlistair-Park, M.S/Ph.D. professor of mathematics could, the instant she was in the carport at home, transform into utterly nude, tiny (4' 9") Boh, a Korean-Asian hottie-nympho-slut wife. Given my new problems with adult-onset diabetes, she simply s...
My name is Carla Janice Brown and I'm a young black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Bridgewater State College, majoring in business administration. I'm also a member of the women's rugby club on campus. When I attended Brockton Community High School, I was a football player. On the men's varsity football team. As a six-f...
I wake up after six long hours of restlessly rolling around and sleeping on the carpeted floor all the while you sleep so sweetly and soundly in a Queen sized bed that's big enough to hold at least four people. I don't dare wake you yet as I remember the list you have given me with chores to do before waking you. Six hours earlier as I'm kneeling on the fl...
Again, thanks to SoCalCynic who kindly edited this story as well as the previous. ********** Erica Fitzgerald awoke with a start. The high pitched ring of her mobile could have brought a bear out of hibernation. 'Fuck's sake...' she sighed in exhaustion, although she didn't usually encourage swearing. It had been weeks since she'd slept properly; ther...
(A special thanks to Barney R for his wonderful editing) Funnily enough, Brenda's death was to become the turning moment of his life. He returned home to find a letter waiting for him. The serial production guys had accepted his story and they wanted his continued association during the making of the serial so as to ensure that they got the feel of the st...
This is the sequel to my first story, "Stood Up". All characters having, thinking about, or talking about sex, even in the past, are intended to be 18 or older. Please enjoy. -- On Tuesday night Tim was working late. It was past the point where concentrating solely on the task was going to get him out on time, and he was the last one in the office, so he...