This story is fiction based loosely on people, places and events mostly from my life. I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, criticism and ideas for future chapters; it will help me improve my writing, enhance the story line, and encourage me to continue writing. Also, take a moment and vo...
Anne is amazing. It was hot. July is always hot. Work was finally done for the week. 5:00pm on a Friday - quittin' time. Chris, my old friend from college, was in town for the week visiting his parents and I was ready to head to our pool and drink some beers. Joe, a friend of mine who also knew Chris, was going to meet us at my house. Men, beer, pool. What...
I think everyone, well, every guy, has a partner in their memory that they just never quite got to have. Not the way they wanted anyway. Mine was Debbie. A beautiful and petite brunette. She had what I would describe as close set eyes which ran in the family. She was so short she seemed to be, like, a little girl to me. Smart as a whip but innocent in a way...
*All characters in this story are 18 or older. ***** As Joann paced through the hallway she could already feel the little beads of sweat dripping down her neck. The corridors leading to her class were empty and silent. She rushed past the other classrooms, her stilettos clicking noisily on the polished tile floors. A worried look appeared on her face as sh...
Mark was beat, he was tired as the night before took a lot out of him. He was a little nervous about how intense this was going to get or could get. He was sure she didn't want to kill him but he was still a little nervous. He struggled to get through the day but as soon as he got home he fell face first on his bed. He was a sleep for a few hours when he aw...
~~This is a story I wrote for my boyfriend when we first started dating. I changed it just a little. ~~ It is really late, but I had a critical deadline to meet at work and am just now heading home. I'm talking to you on the phone and am so excited because I have just found out earlier that I can get away from this lonely town for a few days to come see you...
We have a beautiful bedroom. Cream carpets, cream drapes, dark wood furniture. The dungeon bed is central in the room, with layers of cream bedding and red and brown velvety cushions laid on it. Its very late afternoon and shafts of sun are coming in through the big windows, but the rest of the room getting dark. I'm in Oour bedroom, putting clothes away a...
We were too in love with each other for our own good. That was the problem. Here I was on his wedding day, acting as a bridesmaid for his "wife-to-be". It was the safe option for him and even though it was the hardest thing I've ever had to endure, I was well on the road to acceptance. Kinda. Prancing around a tastefully decorated preparation room inside t...
On a weekday, maybe a Wednesday, I'll be cleaning the house (in costume of course). You'll come home and tell me what a good little slut I'm being, after you see me washing the counters in the kitchen. Quietly, you sneak up behind me and grab my frail little wrist. I hear the first handcuff click, the sound resonating into my ears. The ice cold metal handcuf...
Kate was my neighbor, the girl next door. She was 3 years older than me and she had an amazing body. All my childhood whenever I got the chance I just used to check out her body, especially her ass. Her ass was nothing I had (or have) ever seen, it was perfectly shaped. It was big enough to make your jaw drop but not too big like chicks' butts in hip-hop mus...