Authors note: Not much sex, just a story. * He couldn't face me. He knew what he had just done to me and he knew how much I was hurting. How could he not? My best friend since the third grade, the best man at my wedding, Brandon knew me inside and out. To make him feel easy I said: "Relax bud, we don't shoot the messengers anymore. You sure she didn't see...
I was sitting in my office in a small Scandinavian town and it was a nice lazy sunny Thursday morning at the end of June. Like everybody else, I was looking forward to a four week summer holiday, which began at noon on Friday. Then I got the mail and shit hit the fan. No business mail today and the only mail was an anonymous letter, which read: "Dear friend...
With a line of students out the door and a completely full inbox, today was busier than usual at the office for Kate. Fortunately, she was set to attend a continuing education workshop in the Berkshires for the next two days. She was looking forward to stepping out of the rate race. Further, these "continuing education" workshops were something of a joke. Li...
I was forty years old, a widower and a father of one young boy. My beloved wife of 15 years had succumbed to breast cancer the year before and I was feeling the urge to move on, if not for my sake but for that of my 2-year-old son. Still I didn't want to go on blind dates, nor frequent the regular divorcée pick-up spots, or heaven forbid join Tinder. The dat...
Another work of fiction, hope you enjoy. Many years ago I had a regular. I lived about 40 minutes south of him, but he lived only five minutes from where I worked. I would go to his house after work, often dressing up ahead of time in my pickup truck in the parking lot at work, then heading over for a good screwing. This spanned over a ten year period and...
Please read the previous chapter before starting this one. This story follows an increasing number of characters; thus, to reduce confusion the reader will find a 'list of the characters' at the end of each chapter with approximate ages and how they 'fit' into the plot. Enjoy. The Stuff That Dreams Are Made of -- Chapter 6 The 'special effects' team met th...
[This story has very little sex. It has cheating and consequences. When you read the story, remember, they have known each other for over twenty years.] * Some guys are clueless. I was one of them. Clueless men ought to have meetings somewhere. A place where we can get together, have a beer or six and feel stupid together. Trouble is, we wouldn't know the...
© 2018, All rights reserved -- mimaster ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Ann was in an incredible mood as she drove down the winding road leading toward town. It was a beautiful late March morning, the unseasonable temperatures making it feel more like early summer. The sun was shining through the budding trees, the fractured beams hitting the car like a strobe light as she...
Amanda sat alone in the real estate office's reception area. Most of the Realtors were off at lunch. Her being the newest in the office and basically still in training was 'volunteered' day in and day out to sit her lunch at the phones. She had eagerly anticipated this profession. Her only thought was finding the 'perfect' home for a family to be happy in t...
Marie Colton watched her new landscaper/gardener, Brad Johnson, from the French doors of her large Tudor style house. A smile crossed her lips as she watched him trimming some bushes near the swimming pool patio. Opening the doors, she strolled out onto the stone paver patio wearing designer sunglasses that hid her staring eyes. The yellow bikini that she pu...