A spark, a flame that ignited in one day- it caused a stir and there you were. This is the story of a 30-something black female professional who finds herself physically attracted to her older white male co-worker. ***** I am not a conventional beauty. I'd like to say that my mind is far more remarkable than my looks are. I'm a few inches above average he...
Author's Note: This is the second part, and likely the conclusion of this story. You will likely be lost if you don't read the first part. That part starts with an age disclaimer, but no one got younger in this part, so everyone's still at least 18. Again, constructive criticism is most welcome. ********* Luckily, the next day was Saturday. After that nigh...
It was a Thursday afternoon and I was at work, it had been the usual boring day so far, until I checked my inbox to find an email from my mother-in-law, not that this was unusual, we got on well and regularly exchanged emails at work, anyway, it said: 'Afternoon, just got off the phone to a TV production company, apparently they do a gameshow where family m...
WEDNESDAY I had to force the girls - and me - to go to work this am. We are going to have to get it together with a bit more discipline. Right now, all of any of us can think of is - us. At lunchtime I got a call from Nikki. I guess she had been talking to Kitty. It's Wednesday, and they are planning to bring clothes to last through Friday, so they won't ha...
Copyright Oggbashan 4 July 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* I was shot t...
I am Dave, a Navy enlisted sailor, and have a story about an ugly duckling. She was never really ugly, but during the time I had not seen her, she became a gorgeous young woman. I had 20 days of leave to enjoy after my first deployment. I booked a flight and flew home to run around on old stomping grounds. I was having a great time and had hooked up with th...
Author’s note: I’ve gotten great feedback from my stories and to each who took the time to do so, “Thank You!” Several ladies (strangely) have written asking me for more stories about bi-sexual men. I have to admit that I am not bi-sexual. But then again I’m not heterosexual, homosexual or even tri-sexual. I consider myself just sexual. By this I mean that m...
Holly was drenched in sweat, her head hung down and she stood still listening to the playback over the headphones. She looked up and grinned raising a thumb to me. I grinned back and raised a thumb in response. Mike, Bobby and Mac sat looking pleased with themselves, the audio was perfect, the tune familiar and we were recording our first album. Holly look...
George opened the door to his home, a quaint house set back behind a lawn among the bigger multi-dwelling houses around. The console table with the silver plate for the keys and photo of the couple in an intimate embrace was as untouched as the rest of the house. A gentle breeze came from the open kitchen window. The kitchen was empty. At the center was a bi...
All through the week, I was looking forward to meeting Nell's 'friend' Anna and seeing what kind of show they would put on for Andy and given the invitation, for me too. I sure needed a distraction from things at the university. I got my apartment as squared away as I could, and made time to go see my assigned graduate faculty advisor and temporary "major...