I've been fucking my best friend's wife, Sarah, off and on now for three years. She's Aaron's wife-of over one year now-and she's near-family. But Sarah, god bless her, knows my buttons, and she's become her own vice. I mean, with other girls I've had some of the best sex any guy could ever have; and I'm trying to speak honestly and candidly here. But I swea...
I checked my makeup in the mirror, and brushed a wisp of newly coiffed hair from my brow. Taking a deep breath and swallowing my pride, I stepped out onto the patio. The click of my favorite Manolos echoed in the Sunday quiet of another warm, southern California night. The white satin hem of the long, elegant evening gown swished on the concrete as it traile...
“Lazy Creek outfitters, Matt Brady, may I help you?” “It’s me, Matt, Jerry O Leary. Hey, I’ve got something to run by you.” “Shoot.” “It is a mad house down here in corrections. Federal judge Collins had just ruled that we must decrease our prison population by thirty-five percent in the next three weeks. It is a follow-up to his order of last year that t...
2. It was two days before the onslaught of spring break and the high school and college kids descended on their little beach town. Tony and Pruett were stacking the Girls Gone Wild t-shirts into a footlocker at the rear of the van. The scent of a powerful air-freshener hung cloyingly in the warm air of the van. The air-conditioner was broken. They had Erni...
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 we don't always see eye to eye with each other, and often play around with a story after they have read it. Consequently I take full responsibility for the content and any cock-ups in this story. Clarificati...
She looked like a young girl lying there; a young girl with a grown woman's breasts. She looked so innocent as she slept with her head on my pillow and anyone looking at her right then would never have believed what an insatiable sexual being she had been just one hour before. I watched her breasts rise and fall with each breath and I wondered what Andy wou...
I was lying on my back thinking about how quickly things can change, when they changed again. I had been told on Monday that my company wanted me in Buffalo on Thursday. That meant I'd have to leave Wednesday to attend the morning meetings on Thursday. I didn't travel a lot in my job, but I had come to resent the time away from home and the lonely nights in...
My own Monica Bellucci, that was Angelina. Insanely passionate, with a genius-level IQ; hot-tempered and highly competitive yet also as sweet as could be, she was F. Lee Bailey reincarnated as a dazzling Italian mistress. She could get away with it. Always a moment-by-moment adventure, she was to emotional stability what Katrina was to New Orleans. My Mo...
Martin Murphy listened for the sounds of the nurse bringing his afternoon meds. According to the radio he had been listening to it was about that time. The nurses were punctual enough to set your watch by. He heard something. No mistaking that sound, he only ever heard it on Monday mornings when the nurses stood inspection on each ward. The rest of the time,...
Oh God, I can't possibly last to the end of this! At the moment, I'm sitting in the passenger seat of a 1980 Nissan Cherry. A very smelly 1980 Nissan Cherry at that. And the reason for that is sitting in the driver seat of the car. It's a 350-pound woman named Cassandra Rorie....and she's exceptionally gassy. If I could, I would open the door and get the h...