Thank you for the comments! I have made a number of changes. Par exemple, someone mentioned that I jump around... This seemed to be the problem for most of you. On my word processor, I know that time has elapsed because of double spacing. So, to solve that problem here on the site, I decided to indicate a time change by capitalizing the first three words of...
Steve stepped back and watched as the second assailant slowly dropped to the sidewalk. He landed not far from the man Steve had previously dispatched. As he wiped away drops of blood that had seeped into his eyes, Steve detected movement to his right. He turned to see a man emerge from in front of the SUV and point a hand gun at Ashley. Becky attempted to sh...
There is no sex in this story. Sorry Thanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. * There was nothing juvenile about us, except our actions. Three grown men acting like a bunch of teenagers. It was a bad situation and we were trying our best not to let it eat us up. It is easy to become bitter and vengeful when your wife is cheating on you. I...
A fictional story about fictional characters. This is another interpretation of Season 1-Episode 12 "The Best Christmas Ever". ***** "So what are you doing on Christmas Eve," Michael Kelso wanted to know. "Oh, you know," Eric Foreman answered, "my parents are having the same old boring party they do every year and I'll be stuck singing The Little Drummer...
I'm Jerry Jones. I'm twenty-six years old and work for an insurance agency owned by my girlfriend's father. Jennifer or Jen as I call her is twenty-four and a really good looking woman. I have been working for Ben Wilkinson for three years now. He hired me fresh out of college. I have taken all the state insurance exams and am licensed to sell any type of i...
Hey there readers! This is my 2013 holiday contest submission, so please vote and leave comments-they're always appreciated. I've been itching to submit into the interracial romance category, and I'm happy that I finally have the opportunity to do so. Also, for those of you who are following my series We Are the Day, fear not, I am still working on it! I t...
Literotica.com Edition The author wishes to thank and acknowledge the following: To everyone who, knowingly or not, inspired or helped in realizing my vision. To Brandi for loving me and putting up with me. To Clive, for teaching me to reach into their very souls. To Tom Raimbault and Sherrie for all the help and moral support. J.C. Paul Prologue "I lov...
I'm Tom Davis, kid brother of Laura Hughes. I was a 30-year old high school social studies teacher and girls' basketball coach; after five years of coaching, thanks to two athletic sisters on the team, we won the district championship. Often, I saw the superintendent of the schools, Harry Bradley, and his wife, Rita, among the spectators at home games. I saw...
Two over heard conversations led to both the best and worst times of my life. I know it sounds confusing, but then ain't that life? ++++++++++++++++++ I wasn't even supposed to be there. I had flown to Chicago to renegotiate a contract with a supplier who had missed several delivery dates. I got to the supplier only to be told that there would be no talks...
Three months after Robin and I first married I had to go overseas for a year. Before we were married we had lived together for about six months before that. To say the least, those nine months had been sexually torrid! At the time that we got married, Robin was a really attractive girl with a very pretty face and a great body with long shapely legs and smal...