MaryAnn stepped from the tub, examined herself in the mirror, and smiled at her image. She was petite, 5'3" 123 lbs, and her size 32C breasts were still firm. She knew her blond hair would be a special advantage tonight so she shaved and purposefully left a wisp of it "down there." At age 43, MaryAnn was still a knockout. She walked into her hotel room. "Ma...
"Dude! That's too heavy." Heath Talbot warned his friend and fellow roomie Brian Hancock of the added weight he was lifting, while utilizing the weight machine in Margo Needy's fitness room. Why join a gym when you have one at home? "I can handle it. Stop worrying Bubba." Brian strained in heaving a respectable 380 pounds. He was well aware of the risk bu...
Sunday morning was bright, sunny, and cloudless. I was awake early as the birds were making an awful racket outside. You could tell it was going to be a scorcher of a day, hot and humid. I'd slept in a pair of simple cotton bikini panties with tiny pink dots and I stayed in them as I fixed breakfast then straightened up the place a bit. You'd said You were p...
Dr. Jacobs entered his office with a grim look on his face. Across the desk was his patient, Kelly Kaye, star of stage and screen, CEO of a major television studio and a multi millionaire. She stood five foot four, weighed a hundred and twenty five pounds, had curly blond hair and was absolutely beautiful. She looked at the doctor and knew the news was not g...
by M . J. Roberts WRITER'S FANTASY # 3 It was Thursday afternoon. I was pacing back and forth in Marissa's living room. I was wearing my burgundy sundress with the yellow flowers on it and sandals. David was due here any minute. There was the knock. That guy is prompt. "Hey," I said quietly. Big grin from him. "Hi." I stepped back to let him...
In the autumn of 1999 my dearest girlfriend Annie gave birth to a beautiful baby boy – after nearly three years of trying she and her husband Mitch were finally blessed with the child of their dreams. I visited her in the hospital and was there to welcome the little guy into his new home – everything was perfect for this wonderful little family. Over the nex...
THE STAKEOUT The police chief called me into his office. "As you requested, Guitarez, you're off Vice and back on detective work," the chief said. "Thank you Sir," I said. "And I've assigned you a new partner, the new guy from New York, what's his name," he shuffled some papers, "Rodriguez. Alejandro Rodriguez." I frowned. "Williams is off Vice as well...
Kaylee Simpson was in heaven. The AC hummed softly to itself for a few moments, keeping the small Zeta Rho sleeping room comfortable for two naked people making love, and switched off as it wasn't needed much in the small hours of a May morning. She lay flat on her back, her long hair splayed out underneath her, her long shapely legs parted wide and her ches...
Peter's head was swimming. He felt like he was going a million miles an hour, in all directions. And if it weren't for the pounding in his skull, he might've thought someone had slipped him something. He didn't think he was even seeing colors right. "Peter? Is that you?" A voice. A woman's voice. Familiar. Black... Felicia? "Jesus, it is. I never forget a b...
RichardGerald has published a fascinating yet frustrating short story here called "The Bridge". I've read it over and over already and can't stop thinking about it. Several other readers have commented it should be continued and some things made clearer. I am one of those folks. Only Richard knows what "the truth" is with his own characters. But to merely tr...