Mike Thomas was your normal business junior executive. His life was what one would expect of a thirty year old married man. He and his thirty-year-old wife, Jean, a freelance writer, were the proud parents of a three-year-old girl, Macy. Everything in Mike's life was moving the way it should have except one thing. Their love life had slacked off in the recen...
The Wood Nymph Mike was in his workshop planing a stack of rough sawn cedar. He had about a thousand board feet of it and he wanted it all planed before he stacked it on the lumber rack he had finished earlier in the week. It had been a rainy spring but this Friday in late May had started out mild and without a cloud in the sky. The forecast was for contin...
Mike had been a friend and neighbor to Priscilla for over 5 years. He had watched as the Cancer took her strength before it finally consumed her. Now as he stood at her funeral he felt like he had lost his best friend. Even on her worst days when she was racked with constant pain, she greeted him with a smile and listened as he talked about his day or the wo...
Note - Chapter 1 of this story was mistakenly (by author) posted in the Loving Wives category. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mike still had to work like a dog for the next six weeks, but he did change things. No longer did he spend the night at the lab on the other campus. He concentrated on making the wisest use of his time in the lab and found that with careful pla...
It was about a year later, when Mike turned up in the neighbourhood. He had just bought a house some way down the road. Susan and Steve, who were sociable enough, soon paid Mike a visit, as did a number of their neighbours. Mike, they learned, was a friendly, quiet and thoughtful man. Steve and Mike got along well enough right away. They found that they had...
Mike walked through the quiet woods. Night was falling and he knew without even looking at his compass that he was completely lost. "Great," he said to himself as he came across the same log for the third time in a row. Sitting down on the log, he ran his fingers through his graying, strawberry blonde hair. At 42, he felt he had lived a good life. He marrie...
This is my first attempt at writing a story on here, so any comments and feedback is appreciated. ===================================== Liz and Mike had come across each other online, on a chat website. They exchanged some pleasantries and then started chatting more. Their chats became longer, more friendly and more flirty over time... and as they got to k...
Mike walked into the bar hoping to grab a few beers and watch the baseball game. He wasn't surprised to find the bar mostly full on a Saturday afternoon. He saw one open spot on the far side of the bar beside a white haired old man that looked a lot like Santa Claus, complete with the white beard. Mike walked around the bar and took the stool next to the whi...
All characters in this story are 18 or older. ***** "She's so hot," Mike sighed to himself, staring at the pictures on his phone. The current one showed himself, with his neatly-trimmed brown hair and gentle hazel eyes, and a gorgeous woman next to him, with long, wavy golden-blonde hair and blue eyes, and a dress that was revealing quite a lot of cleavag...
I was kicking back on the couch one Saturday afternoon, watching TV. Karen had left to run errands while I caught a game or two. I had hardly settled into my seat when the doorbell rang. When I opened the door, I was a bit surprised to see Mike standing there. We hadn't planned to get together. "Mike--hey, what brings you here?" "I wasn't too far away and t...