I hate it, when she answers my question with a question. Without thinking, she does it every fucking time. No matter what the question is or the answer she answers my question with a question. She does it for everything. Megan, what's for dinner? Does it look like I cooked? Megan, where do you want the chair moved to? Harold, where did I say I wanted it?...
Chapter 2-Enter the Slave girl In came the Mistress's husband Master Thomas who is a little shorter than me at 5'11" but has more muscle mass and is built like a wrestler which he did in college. His salt and pepper hair give him a more mature look like George Clooney or Mark Ruffalo. It gives him a more commanding image especially since he keeps it short c...
This is a nasty and graphic story about two barely legal girls and two very urban vampires that I tried to write as cliche-free as possible, not an easy trick, but I hope it's a treat. Remember when Gary Hart was running for President and got caught out with Donna Rice? He took some bigtime heat from the media, probably more from Mrs. Hart, and had to drop...
This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. My Christmas story. ------- December 2019 I had it all. The good job, the great handsome husband, the two beautiful twin children; a boy and girl. But I have always thought it was all a dream. I never thought I could lose it. No matter how much I had achieved, some things in my life had come too easy f...
I walk in and I can tell you're mad. I look at the clock. It's 7 a.m. I've been out all night. I'm still in my skirt that I wore yesterday to work, though it looks like it hasn't been ironed in a week. "I thought you were 'just going out with some friends'" you glare. "I did. Christ I did!" I say, already tired of the fight that I know is breweing. "It su...
Darin noticed as soon as we walked in the door. I wasn't completely hard, but I had a definite bulge in my shorts. It almost always happened when I ran with Megan, especially when she was in the lead...I'm a simple man, and her ass is a looker. Anyway, I noticed where Darin's gaze stopped, then smiled at Megan, "Why don't we get a shower...it'll make us feel...
[The betrayal is over, the divorces final, more than twenty lives ruined and we've moved three times. The four of us share our lives and our beds. Carol and Jenny are bi and act like it. Mike and I enjoy loving them both. It has been a little over three years since Pat was served divorce papers.] This began as a Loving Wives story and included betrayal, c...
Yin and Yang. I held the passenger side car door open for Chiara and extended my hand for her to hold on to as she exited my vehicle. Her manicured, delicate and slender hand looked obscenely unbefitting wrapped in my rugged hand. I admired her toned, slender legs as she turned in the SUV's seat, placed her stiletto-clad feet on the underground parking lot...
The sun was still a good distance above scrubby old Mossback when we drove into Marty's yard, piled out and headed for the kitchen and the liquor. I grabbed Marty and brought him up short as the ladies disappeared through the front door. "Hey, man," I said looking him in the eye and deciding to just lay it out. "I'm ashamed to admit that Shauna and I . . ....
I’d missed the last two years’ balls. The one two years before, when we first learned of Katherine’s cancer, and last year’s shortly after her death. I’d come tonight, my first attempt to keep the promise I’d made her. Katherine made me swear to get on with my life after she was gone. She and all the rest of my friends had said not to mourn her loss more t...