Author's Note: This story is a continuation of "Starting the Day Right Pt 1," so I'd recommend reading that first before reading this one. ************ "What do you mean, 'your turn'?" Josh asked slowly, eyeing the loofah Kate held. He was still standing with his back to the shower, rivulets of water winding their way down his shoulders and chest. Kate w...
Another short segment for your reading pleasure (at least I hope you still find it pleasurable), though this segment is comprised of three longer chapters. I break my chapters where they make sense, not adhering to a fixed number of pages. These three chapters just didn't want to end as quickly as others have. If you're shy about posting a comment on the si...
Several years ago, I was in my early 30's, single, and was working in the back office of a local insurance agency in a sleepy suburb of Boston. I had been an English major in college, and had decided that I wanted to do something more interesting for a career than insurance. I decided to go back to grad school at a local university to complete the courses I...
Janie was every bit the sweet-voiced, honey-haired California MILF I had come to know on the phone. We'd met rather unconventionally in a manner that was becoming more and more conventional each day. We'd found each other on the Internet. Janie had the advantage. By the time I put the phone to my ear the first time to hear her sexy school teacher voice, Ja...
Author's note: This story was specifically requested by a devoted couple from the UK that wrote specifically about what they wanted to see in a story. It is my hope that I have helped fulfill a fantasy for them in thanks of their support. Enjoy! Fiona was like any other mid-twenties housewife... young, beautiful, and deliriously happy. The slender brunette...
I'm in a closet trying to look out through the slats of the door, but it's too dark to see. I hear the lock click and the door open, then the lights switch on and I can see the bed directly in front of me. A man says "whoa, too bright," and the lights go out again. Someone moves, walking right in front of the door I'm crouched down behind, and then and then...
Click, Click, Click, of her high heels echoed on the dark empty street. All is quiet. The only life form is a dark haired woman wearing a short dark skirt and heels. Snap! She whirled around looking for the source of the snapping. Nothing. Emptiness. She was about to turn around when she saw a car, moving slowly towards her. All lights off. She flew aroun...
"Honey, I'm home." My heart stopped. I had not expected Gina for another hour, and I hadn't finished my list of chores. The biting sarcasm of Gina's cheery sitcom greeting sunk in and my heart jump-started with an explosion of shame. I looked up from the kitchen sink. Gina stood motionless at the entry door in her ankle length fur, hand on hip, glaring, ask...
I haven't finished this chapter, but I thought I'd give you a segment to tide you guys over --- especially for those who are still reading and eagerly waiting. Thank you so much!! And for those who are rooting for Sylar/Emma, I think this have "more" happy times between these two are in your favor :) Otherwise this series would just seem too debbie-downer...
"I just dropped the little one off at the nursery." Amanda sat in her parked car, speaking into the receiver of her phone. She had a round face, brunette hair with dull blonde streaks. "Gonna try and get a workout in." "Okay, hun," the voice said. "I'll be home later. We're tweaking some things in my defense." Amanda didn't respond. She just held the phone...