My name is Amy; my husband's name at the start of this story was Alan; our histories since birth and details about our appearances are unimportant. All that is relevant is that at the start of this story we'd been married five years, as far as I'm concerned our marriage was between good and very good, I'm between and eight and a nine on the female hotness sc...
I was enjoying flirting with the waiter in the poolside bar. Since my sexual adventure with my bosses in ( Going Dogging) I had been enjoying my new found sexuality and with a better toned body, a new sexy wardrobe and a spray on tan. I had been determined to fully enjoy the break that Tom had booked for us in Malta. And that included possible fun with young...
Andrew Anderson entered the conference room in the courthouse with his attorney, Jennifer Portofino. They were the first ones to arrive and set about finding chairs to wait on the other participants in the conference. Jennifer placed her notebook computer on the table, booted it, and pulled several folders from her briefcase. While the computer was loading...
It was the first morning of our holiday in Greece, the isle of Rhodes to be exact. What I thought was a good idea at the time of booking travel arrangements at the agency, I now realized was a very stupid one. End of October, hardly any tourists in sight, streets almost deserted, little stores closed, it is neither the time nor the place for a holiday. Vac...
Paul Overton looked at the instruments and shook his head. The engine temperature looked a high again, and he leaned forward and tapped the gauge with his finger. The little needle crept upward, hovered just short of the red. "Shit! Goddamned piece of shit!" He slowed and stopped at the red light, looked at an old woman trundling by in the crosswalk, and wo...
I'm fucked. I'm totally screwed. How fucked, you might ask? How about like one of those classic "everything was happening in slow motion" train wreck kind of moments. It's happening, there's no way to stop it from happening, and you'd give just about anything to keep it from happening. That fucked. Talk about not being able to put the toothpaste back in th...
Chapter One I got home from work last Wednesday and the light was flashing on the machine. Probably someone who wanted to know when I was going to make my overdue payment. The voice was hesitant, but that Chicago accent was definitely Linda's. She wanted to know if I was cousin Pete, said she didn't want to go into anything on the machine, but if it was me,...
Jennifer had been a cam model for a few years now and had been very successful at it. She had a large fan base, a few regular tippers and members who spent time with her in private. And recently she had started earning some money through her phone with an application called "ringhop." But unlike some of the other women in her profession, she really hadn't br...
(After a long hiatus, the story continues; sorry for the delay. Work and earning a living got in the way of David and Abbie's story. This supplement grew much longer than I expected and I'm already considering part 06. Fadedgiant) * College was well underway and Abbie was making a smooth transition. Of course, she had David helping keep the wrinkles under...
She sat at a table for two on the patio of the hotel, her daughter joined her and they ordered wine with their lunch. This was the big vacation Joanna had been working towards for her whole life. Her mother had always told her that she'd have to work for everything in life, there was no hand out and the spoon she got was wooden not silver. As she sat gazing...