Please be sure and vote as well as send constructive feedback. Many thanks. Part 1 "Glen, come upstairs after we close, please. I need to talk to you," said Rosemary – under her breath, yet pointedly – as she passed behind me. She was the second-in-command, behind the owner, of the drug store where I worked to support myself as a 20-year-old, pre-med, soph...
Debra was in a daze for several days. She'd had the best orgasm EVER, and with a BLACK guy. That she was conflicted was a gross understatement. She would just die if anyone back home found out. Back home? Ohhhhh. When her mother found out...OH HELL, IF her father found out. Life would be over. At 6'-6", a black belt in judo, he was relatively mild mannered,...
This story was inspired by the recent news about the NXIVM secret society, DOS. The lead character, Maggie, is desperate to rejuvenate her marriage to her husband of many years. She is befriended by a couple who are members of the cult. By the time Maggie realizes what the cult really is, she is in too deep to escape, although her husband isn't interested in...
Damn! The sun's gone behind the clouds again. Gee; it's cold now. That wind cuts deep. Should've worn a jacket. It's still only spring. For heaven's sake Lisa, what were you thinking? Still some way from home. Even if I take the shortcut up the sand track it's still 20 minutes. Wind's getting stronger now. It's warmer if I hug my arms across the front of...
The lady next door, Ms. Johnson, asked me to clean her pool every week. It was no big deal because the machine did all the work -- I just had to push it around a little and empty the filter tray when I was through. I enjoyed it though because sometimes she would be swimming when I got there and I could watch her get out of the pool. She always wore a white b...
The day after the party at the frat house was the day of our performance. I was still a little sore, but I was wet from the time I woke up, thinking of all the dirty and wonderful things I had done. The drive to school with my daughter started out awkward and quiet. But as I drove, she turned to me. "Is everything alright mom? Are we OK?" "Oh, Kitten, of co...
Kay and I met by accident. She and her husband owned a small company which profits from the bounty of foodstuffs created in the Hudson Valley and I was a 2nd year culinary student who had some down time and ventured outside of the city for this small food expo that promised various ciders, cheeses, breads and other assorted food products given away for free...
The name is T.J. Brown. I'm an engineer working at Walpole, the toughest correctional facility in the state of Massachusetts. My days are spent reading books, exercising and occasionally tussling with other workers. The facility is undergoing some expansion and I'm the lead engineer on this gig, working closely with the architect. Such is my life these days....
If you are not 18 please click the x button in the right corner, if you are 18 please proceed to read my story and comment it. Any resemblance to any event, place or persons is a pure coincidence, this is a fictional fantasy story The move was tough from Philadelphia to some town in Ohio. Of all things, I had to switch high schools during my senior year. Th...
It has been a while since I was here. I'm Brian and a short history is in order. I'm on my way to college and a full academic scholarship. Kind of a genius nerd with an athletic build. Currently I'm staying with my next store neighbor. Just long enough to finish the last few weeks of the school year and keep her company while her husband is gone for a month...