It was a terrible week at work. The markets had taken their toll, so my colleagues and I went out for a few after-work drinks to commiserate over our losses. Four rounds later, Dave picked up the phone and made a call. After a brief conversation, he tossed a few bills on the table. “Going home?” asked Jim. “Making a little detour first,” replied Dave. “I n...
Vanessa was busy working on other cases that had not been cleared, but her mind was still on the Wilkins case. Rory normally could be tough on a rapist, she had seen it. At first, she thought it was because it was out of loyalty to a fellow U of M alum, but now she was unsure. Maybe now was a good time to pay Nathalia DeOca a visit. She drove down to Coral G...
This isn't a pleasant or erotic story, but it is a true one; only the names have been changed to protect the guilty. There are no sex scenes in this one. I even omitted dialogue. Rather, this was just something I thought about when I woke up this morning, a tale not of a BTB consequence and not of reconciliation, but what actually happened to a couple I kne...
Note to readers: This story is a continuation of Tia and Tim's evolving sexual relationship and its impact on producing a family. The reader is challenged to accept that these morays could easily exist as normal in the 22nd century. * FOREWORD In an early afternoon telephone conversation, Tia informed Gwn that she expected to be fertile over the weekend a...
Many of you will remember Susan's epic battle against Barbara in September 1974. Susan, the newcomer and one-time cosmetics saleswoman, roundly trounced her blonde foe. As a newcomer Susan wasn't aware of the informal rules that existed in apartment house wrestling, the rules that allowed the victrix to have her way sexually with her defeated opponent. The o...
Cindy arrived at the club around 10pm. There were lots of men scoping out women but she saw no one who appealed to her. Just once, she would like to find a nice guy who wanted a serious relationship. If only she could find a man who wanted to commit, settle down, and get married. She gave up the fantasy of finding her prince charming long ago. Right about no...
Lila studied her aching breasts in the mirror, put her hands under them and hefted them. They were noticeably bigger, and the area around her nipples was darker; her nips even seemed to be standing up more. Like most priestesses she had become pregnant during her first fertile period after being hired. They were fucked frequently by different lovers, and in...
I was a virgin when we married, and Mike was a wonderful, caring lover. He taught me how to make love, and we had been married for a year. He told me he want to do something special for our first wedding anniversary, and so I opened the envelope excitedly as I sat at my office desk. It read. Darling Helen, You are my world, and I love you more than anythi...
This is a story for all those guys out there who aren't necessarily losers but haven't been lucky as far as women. It happened to me when I was in high school. I was a senior at age 18. I had friends but I was never really close with a woman. All my friends were guys' buddies. And all my friends were also no good at getting woman. And the ones that did get w...
This story was also published elsewhere by me. *** Pittsburgh, October, 2013 Simon Newell knew that Detective Samantha Kingston had fabricated evidence to ensure the female drug kingpin was arrested at the scene. When he wasn't doing tarot card readings, Simon sometimes worked as a part-time consultant for the Pittsburgh P.D. When a case had them flummox...