Somewhat emotional little story, with no real sex, and no guy enjoying some other chap screwing his wife. So if that's what you need, please pass on. If you like reasonable revenge however?? -------------------------------------- By the time I got home my heartbeat had maybe settled down a little. I'd had a stressful evening __ an evening full of tension,...
originally published in Ophelia’s Muse May 2002 Lamps sputtered against dank subterranean air as he squinted at the papers. Fuel fumes stirred a bouillabaisse of tobacco, coffee, soup, sweat and mildew. The muted breath of those around him sounded more distant than the trickle of sewers beyond the chamber walls. “I’ll be dammed,” Bradley muttered in En...
The following story is completely 100% true. The dialogue is only an interpretation of what happened, I don't remember them word for word. The events are as they happened. Please read the epilogue at the end of the story as it reveals what has become of Maria. A big thanks to all those who wrote us a message and have us as a favourite author. Marcus. - - -...
Chapter 1 I rushed through the waning light of the autumn afternoon, having been caught unexpectedly in the biggest thunderstorm of the season. It figures, I think as I hurry through the downpour, holding my coat tightly around my body, the evening I've finally chosen to make that long pilgrimage to confession would turn out this way. Leaves of all colors f...
When the divorce papers came, I was stunned, but not shocked. My wife and I had been very distant with each other for a number of years. Like a lot of guys, I guess I got too caught up in work and when the economy took a hit in 2008 & 2009, the stress was making it unbearable. My wife was using a lot of terms like, "emotionally distant" and things like that....
By the time Monday morning came I had all day Saturday and Sunday worrying about the exam I had to have. In my mind I knew from the first two visits that I would be very embarrassed by the Doctors as they examined me, especially given the way they had done so already. I needed the exam to get into University and while I considered going to some other Doctor,...
- Story 3 -- Reflecting We don't see things as they are; we see them as we are. - Anais Nin ***** "So you're all set?" he asked casually, as we stood inside the entrance to Blackheath Station. Refusing to meet his gaze, I scanned the display for the next London-bound train. Platform two, fifteen minutes. Stepping away from him slightly, I answered wit...
Chapter 3 Public Flashing and More I would never have believed she was that sexual and uninhibited. She even surprised herself at how much of a slut she could be. This is a true story and its mine. * When we arrived at the City Mall I noticed how well lighted it was. The camera was capable of low light high resolution captures so I pocketed the flash. I...
Hey everyone! This story is meant to be a sequel to Two Worlds but I believe that it can be read as a standalone story. I got an editor and he did a wonderful job. So thanks Peter! I did add about two and a half pages in Word to this after he edited it so any mistakes are completely my fault. Also anyone that wants me to email them when my chapters are up...
The Lord and The Kitty The gas lights lit the stage in a warm yellow glow as she took her curtsey for the cheering audience. Spinning the pale blue silk parasol over her shoulder, she daintily picked up the matching blue silk skirts of her gown and left the stage, waving a gloved hand to the men who were clammering in the audience for more. Exchanging a br...