A short story about a horny old man. *** "There are places for guys like you," I said to the reflection in the rear view mirror of my car and I checked to make sure I was looking as good as possible given my 58 years. What those places were is open to debate I suppose. Mental institute? Possibly. Why else would a man be waiting in his car with the motor...
She was a goddess. I thought so every time I saw her. Something of a "I'm not good enough to even think about her" level of beauty. What's worse is, she didn't even seem to know. She wore baggy clothes. She talked to anyone, everyone, at the gym. Friendly, smiling laughter with men three times her age. Her little fingers waves to everyone as he moved from ma...
After searching and hunting for a new job, I finally got a call from a man named Mr. Adam Reinhardt, about a month into my search. He owned a small advertising firm, Reinhardt and Associates, and was looking for a secretary to help out around the office with the usual. Considering that I have several years experience with this type of work, I knew there was...
Chapter 3 Tami lets Dave spend the night Tami had picked up the kids and pulled into the driveway. After going inside Allen went upstairs to his room and thirteen year old Amy follow Tami into the kitchen. Tami started fixing a sandwich for Allen knowing he would need something before football practice. "Mom, why do the boy's have to be such jerks?" she a...
"Hey." A voice from the living room. "Hey, yourself," I said, looking out of my bedroom. Caryn, my neighbor from three doors down stood just inside the doorway of my apartment. She closed the door and leaned against the entryway as I walked out of the bedroom. We met when she moved in just over a year ago, and within a month, we were fast friends. It wa...
I had a new client coming in for a business consultation regarding her new business startup. Not knowing what kind of business she was starting, I prepared for a rather boring first meeting. 'Rachel' had been referred to me by a doctor I represented, so it looked like this could be a good bit of new business. My secretary, Elise, escorted an attractive bru...
(There is a basis of truth in everything that happens in this story, the previous one and the one following.) ********************** In our previous story, Becky and I had gone to a swinger's club in New Orleans. After a few shots to tequila, Becky had gone to a private room with Trevor, who has a fetish for BBW's. Trevor had the best sex of his life that...
The last day for school was always a bittersweet one for Earl Everett, and as he sat at his desk and looked out at the empty desks and chairs that would stay barren until fall when a whole new herd would come in, his mind was on the scented piece of paper in his hands. As he stretched his lanky 6'5" frame his 54 year old bones creaked almost as much as the...
The following morning Marisa felt the sun on her eyes as it shone through the blinds in their bedroom. It had been an eventful weekend without a doubt. She turned to the other side of the bed to see that Stephen was still fast asleep. He had been distant since the other day and Marisa frowned. She wondered if Jerome was right last night. In times like these...
"Why are you here? Ever since you got back things have been so messed up? I wish that you would just live on the ship and stay gone! MR MIKE HAS BEEN A BETTER FATHER THAN YOU EVER WERE!" Those were the words that my daughter said to me almost a year ago. My heart breaks just as much today as it did that day. I run through that one sentence over and over in...