She was already at the bar when I walked in. It was two p.m. on a Wednesday, and aside from she, I, and the bartender, there were two other people there, the last two sitting at a booth engrossed in whatever it was they were talking about. The woman at the table, though ... I asked the bartender what she was drinking, and when she told me, "Jack and Coke," I...
All people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ***** Razor sharp knife through sweet white onion. A crisp, snick of a sound, over and over until the pieces are swept into hot olive oil and an aromatic sizzle fills the warm humid air. Margo gives the pan a quick flick with her wrist to toss the pieces, and lets the gas flame do its t...
1.Friday: Claire and Margo: New York City Claire, a nineteen year old college girl from Manhattan, attends NYU as a performing arts major, pursuing a career in modern dance. Claire is tall, slender and very fit, striking in her pure natural beauty. She was sitting on the long bench centered between the rows of lockers in the women's dressing room of her gy...
This chapter picks up immediately at the end of Last Friday Night Ch. 2 ***** "Strip, bitch," Margo tells Tonya playfully. Rick and I stare at each other. This night was getting crazier by the minute. I had just been fucked by another guy for the first time, and now I was going to get to watch Margo use her strapon on Tonya. "I can't wait to fuck your wife...
This is the first story I have written in the third person. It has been a bit of an adjustment, but I think it went well. I like that I'm able to explore the thoughts and emotions of multiple people instead of just one person. I have several storylines in mind, so this may go on for several episodes. I hope you enjoy it. As always, I apologize for any typos...
Rob shouldn't have been near his home that evening, he should have been miles away at the other side of town. He had taken his dress suit with him that morning so he could go straight to the function from the office, but the one thing he had forgotten was his speech. He was giving the address tonight and he had worked long and hard on what he had to say to t...
"My first ever real party." Elliot Needy was stoked. It wasn't so much a surprise party yet many surprises were in store for Margo Needy's future world traveler. His close friends Brian, Cabot, Eric, and Heath had gone to great lengths to make it memorable. Mostly for them. They had been somewhat playing the young Prodigy over the last year in order to inf...
Fay never liked getting up in the morning; she was more an afternoon/night type. She turned the alarm off and contemplated her day at work. Using her left arm she pushed herself upright in bed and pushed her paralyzed right leg over to the edge with her good left leg. She scooted towards her wheelchair alongside the bed and using her left arm again, and left...
Wednesday 1900 hours She moved across the crowded bar with a feline fluidity that would have been called graceful or elegant on a pretty woman. With Margo the word most often used to describe her movements was lethal. She was a mountain of a woman; nearly six foot one and she packed nearly two hundred pounds of muscle on that frame. Her legs were long and h...
This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. It is just a quirk I have. It's sort of like those old time radio shows where you have to use a lot of imagination. This story should have enough facts for you to use yo...