She ran home that evening and left important work on her desk. By morning, she was sitting in the human resources office, shaking while recanting her tale that matched the tone of several other incidents that were swept under the rug. Harvey was too much of a liability, and he was immediately 'let go.' Management merely moved him to another location across...
"Blind dates," Friends, use it thinking they are helping you by playing matchmaker in life. In reality it is a form of Russian roulette to bring on a life time of ulcers and heartbreak if not careful. Back in the day you never knew what you were about to be faced with until they are almost face to face with your blind date. However! Times have changed now ev...
This story is based on what may be an urban myth from my college days. A fraternity brother told me about the incident after my own adventure, described in my story "Pledge Class Payback" so I believe it to be true. When I asked about it, no one could remember the actual names or years or the fraternity. However, it fed my imagination and inspired me to writ...
The room was lit with only a blush of colored lights. There was some kind of lame pseudo-metal music playing in the background. In the main room, Sarah and Greg danced seductively, still quite alone in the crowd. The little side room where Andy stood was packed to the brim with potential customers waiting for their drinks. Andy was having a hard time focusin...
tara It was a hot Monday afternoon in late June at the university library and it was six years since Jack had been back to his old university. The basement of the old library was nice and cool and it smelled exactly as he remembered. As Jack wandered through the building, the old smells and sounds were like an old familiar friend and he opened his mind to t...
Chapter 13 Settling In and Getting Involved Ian: I saw a notice in the sports page of the paper about a wheelchair basketball tournament. It reminded me of how much I enjoyed watching Bernie's team compete in their tournaments. I wanted to attend and see if I still had an interest in the sport, so I made a note of the time and location. "Deb, there's a...
If you have not yet read my story, "Hockey Games" in Loving Wives, then please do so now. It explains how I became a Hockey Team Groupie, Hockey Slut, or whatever else you care to call me. I frankly don't care what you care to call me. I love our pro hockey team in more ways than one, and I get incredibly turned on being slut for them. I've come (or cum) a l...
This is a work of fiction. All persons are intended to be age 18 and above. *** I don't know why I started watching him. I mean, sure, he was a good-looking guy for somebody his age, which I guess was early to mid-30s. It was much too obvious that he was married, unless that mousy little thing attached to his arm was a girlfriend, or, dare I hoped, an ins...
I actually did something that I've never done before. I was about 1:30 AM and I was playing the Sims 4. When I am at home (recent development) I no longer where clothes. I decided if I am a nudist, I need to live like a nudist. I have a pair of shorts and a t-shirt next to my door so that when my doggie needs to go out and do his business, I can quickly put...
It had been a hard day at work. David had been through the ringer with his bosses. His Assistant Director had just quit and now his secretary wanted her week's vacation. The only thing he wanted to do was sit down at a bar and drink. He'd completely forgotten about talking with Denise, his online sex goddess. She was supposed to meet him at this same bar, bu...