He was late. He was always late. This time he swore to her that he wasn't going to be late again. This time he even stuck a half dozen Post' um around his office reminding him not to be late for the dinner tonight. This dinner was very, very, very important to her. The "Her" in the last few sentences was his fiancé Jennifer. Not Jenny, nor Jen, but...
In the three years since they were married, life for Bill and Jan Stevens had settled down into the predictable routine of every-day life. Childless by choice, they were the "perfect" couple. Both attractive and successful, Bill worked hard at his Passaic auto dealership, while Jan had a busy career in real estate. After getting her realtor's license, Jan's...
He had her pinned up against the desk, his crotch pressed to her bare ass. Her thigh high stockings did nothing to conceal the globes of her cheeks, exposed as they were by the black satin thong she'd worn that day. She gasped as she felt him stiffen in his pants and a growl issued from his throat. 'You like this, don't you, you little slut. You want it so b...
I love to go to work. I know some people will think I’m crazy, but let me tell you about my last day a work, then you can decide for yourself. It was a typical Tuesday morning when I showed up 10 min. late for work. I work in a sex toy shop. I guess you could call it a boutique, but basically we sell sex toys. My boss is a very demanding lady. I knew...
Late! I can't believe I was late for my first class. I was currently lost and running through Diggs Hall looking for room 398. "Where the hell is it?" I said to myself. After being at this University for nearly 4 years you would think I would have some sense of direction but I feel as lost as ever. Since the fire burned the old Diggs Hall down and with enou...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (28.5 min/mp3) * * * * * This is bad, Chelsea thought. This is really bad. David hated it when she was late. And she was very late. And her cell-phone battery had died. And it had taken forever to find a taxi because it was pouring rain. And it was their anniversary. They had met exactly one ye...
"Fuck you up the ass, bitch!" I screamed with my finger covering the boom mike just as Melissa strolled into our shared cubicle. Swing shift's newest temporary employee was fifteen minutes late, as usual. Two weeks ago, to the day, she arrived twenty minutes late and announced that I was her trainer. We were both at the bottom of the tech support food chain...
Amy rubbed her fingers through her blond hair as she looked at her watch. It was eight-thirty, already too late for a night out. Where was Mike? Where was her husband? She had tried calling him, texting him, everything but smoke signals. "He's cheating on me," she thought angrily to herself. "He's cheating on me on our anniversary." Amy could think of...
"You're late" Rachel called out from the kitchen when she heard the front door close. "I know," her husband Brad said. "I left my car charger in my briefcase at the office or I would have called you on the way home" he replied. "Was that an excuse I just heard?" Rachel asked as she walked into the foyer to meet her husband of six months. She greeted him we...
She cursed her luck for being caught at another red light. Of course it had to be the day she was already running late. Her foot tapped nervously as she worried what would happen if she didn't arrive at the house on time again. They were always so...inventive. To everyone else's knowledge, she had started working for the Madison's two months ago as a dog s...