This kind of thing happens all the time! I have had a few experiences myself, though perhaps I was just not smart or cool enough as Jordon Poole to bring it to this level. Enjoy the story! ============================== Jordon Poole wrenched himself free of the clinging, though sleeping woman. Even unconscious, she seemed to devour him. He slowly pulled hi...
Note: This is going to be a series of stories told in a first person perspective by a lonely spinster woman. I felt like it would be more personal this way and that her stories would seem realistic even though they're made up. Just imagine this as one of her diary entries. I spend a lot of time thinking about how a woman like this lives her life and most oft...
My apologies for this taking so long, is laziness a viable excuse? Thank you everyone for your comments and your votes. I didn't realize the value of either until I started doing my own submissions. This is not a stand alone story, you may want to read the first two chapters as this is a continuation...and yes, it's a long continuation. Met. ____________...
Author's note. This story was previously submitted as part of a chain story. The day had been hectic, so it was an unexpected piece of good luck when Annabelle found a copy of a new book in her favorite series. She got herself comfortable in her bed and picked up the book. She loved the covers, the beautiful women, and the strong handsome men. Annabelle op...
"You need a lawyer." We were at my kitchen table. Josh, Amber, Sara, Julie, and our newest member, Joyce. Julie, always thinking business, was the one that spoke. "Why?" "Because sooner or later you're going to broach a subject that will piss someone off enough to sue you. It happens all the time. Mostly they care about money, sometimes they just want to...
Divorced and still single, I have my two elementary-school-age children each Wednesday evening and every other weekend, and my social life, what little of it there is, pretty much revolves around them. Though I'm horny as the devil all the time, I'm just not interested in a relationship, and don't really have time for one if I were. I had the kids for the La...
I came across this one in the files whilst I was actually looking for something else and as its this time of year I thought I'd put it out to see what the readers think of it. As usual I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. As always I'll also add that I've got the nasty habit of pla...
Fleur's breath trembled from the speeding thump of her heart. She spread her fingers on the door to Stephanie's room and - with wobbling knees - lowered her eye to the keyhole. The curtains were drawn and a dusty slice of afternoon sunlight illuminated the room. Fleur made out the bed, the dresser, the chaise. Oh... She bit her lip, stifling the urge to blu...
It was a sort of homecoming for me. Returning to one's alma mater does qualify for the homecoming feel. To add to the excitement was getting back to the labs and departments that one had spent as a student. It was a sweet surprise when the head of Anatomy Department in the prestigious medical college in Bangalore -- my alma mater - called me and asked if I...
I. Enter Frank Frank rang the doorbell around 8 p.m. I wasn't expecting him, thought he'd be out for the night with Amy. It turned out that Amy had left for cheering camp earlier that day and that he had never bothered to mention that plan to me. Which was typical. He had 2 six-packs of cold beer and some weed. I had an extra pair of trunks that fit him, e...