Chapter 2 to the previous story, I'd suggest reading it for the background. I always enjoy hearing comments, and would like to thank a fallenangelslut, who gave me the idea. After coming out of the bathroom from fixing her make up and hair Holly was walking down the stairs and on top of the staircase she overlooked the large living room. She saw every i...
I work in a warehouse as a stock control clerk. Not the most interesting job in the world but it is in the management stream, even if way down at the bottom. The job has what they call career potential. You can get a good grounding of the basics which will help you as you move up the ladder. My pay is commensurate with the job. Low grade. This means I don't...
She had warned him on several occasions that if he did not satisfy her sexual needs then she would begin looking elsewhere. He had shrugged it off as idle threats until one day she called him into their home office and told him she was going out tomorrow night to meet someone who she hoped would satisfy her. He said ok still not believing her. The next eveni...
It was another lazy May morning in South Florida. The 'snowbirds' were rapidly leaving, and gave us a chance to go out dining and dancing the night before without having to wait in long lines for a decent table, and then come home to a night of intense, fabulous sex. We had fallen asleep in each others arms. I had awakened at a little after nine, and, havi...
I could not help but feel a pang of guilt as I packed the last picture off my desk. I loved my firm. It was the first firm I had worked for after law school. In truth one of the only firms that would offer me a job. At first divorce law did not interest me, but I had over come it and found that not all divorce lawyers are sleazy creeps. (Just the good ones.)...
After securing the warehouse Pete and I drove back over to the bag of doughnuts estate to tie up all the loose ends so to speak. We went in to do some house keeping, To remove all evidence of us ever being there. I've been in this business long enough to know that if you've so much as stepped foot in a place of business or residence there will be some trac...
Dream? Walking down the street to go to work, I didn’t have a care in the world. It was a warm, sunny day so I wore a white tank top with blue jean shorts and some Nike tennis shoes. I also put my long brown hair in a ponytail to keep my neck cool. I worked at a nearby tattoo parlor so it didn’t matter what I wore. The next thing I know, I hear tires scree...
***Author's Note*** This story is a companion piece to my earlier story "A Time-Traveler's Lust" and any stories in the "A Time-Traveler" series. You don't have to read those to understand this story. They are all meant to make sense individually, as well as together. *********************************** It was years ago now. Both a handful of years ago a...
The black charger's hooves thundered on the packed dirt of the old path winding through the woods. Racing at a hard gallop, the mount's rider turned his head to look over his shoulder at the sun settling below the tops of the massive oaks lining the path to the west. His hair whipped around his eyes as he again turned to face front and hunkered lower in his...
The mysterious Cristobal Balenciaga... These words lingered in my brain as I walked off the business class section of the international flight and into Arkhangelsk's Talagi Airport's peculiar, mdf-walled inner-sleeve tunnel behind the actual walls of the short-term stop-over area. It was, 15 degrees below zero Centigrade in still air, and there was that ofte...