Thanks to Costermonger, Hale1 and Findegil for their editing. ***** "Well, that's a very interesting offer," I said. "I'm afraid the job just isn't for me." Tom Jackson wasn't happy about the decision. I decided I'd just have to live, somehow, with his unhappiness. "This isn't making me very happy, Adams," he said. "Everyone I've ever offered a partner...
Chapter 3 -- Still Waters Run Deep Monday morning came quickly as it always did. Mika reached blindly for the snooze button on the alarm that was chirping from the nightstand. After a couple of errant smacks she hit pay dirt and the alarm quieted. She hadn't heard Jay leave for work but knew he was gone. He always left earlier than she did. On the rare occa...
(Author's note. This story, set in the 1890s, is obviously fiction. Waverly, KS exists and was my parent's home town. The character, John Senior, who makes a cameo appearance early in the story was a real person, was the mayor of Waverly and has a street named for him there. He is my maternal grandfather.) I had a good job. I was the editor and part owner o...
I stepped in the house to find my father sitting in the large armchair with a pipe in his mouth. My father wasn't really a smoker. He only did it when he was stressing, and most of the time it was because of me. "It's nearly nine o'clock. Where have you been?" My father's baritone voice asked calmly. I knew this was only the calm before the storm. There wou...
This story was written at the request of a chat partner from Literotica, a fireman from Scotland. Story Code: M/F, M/FF, Lesbian, Shared Husband, Oral ***** I'd caught a little smoke in my lungs while I was fighting a fire six weeks ago, I wasn't operating the hose though, I was second man, helping to take the weight of the long hose off of the operator,...
To call Alison a flirt or tease was definitely an understatement. To call her a tart or slut was too cruel and a little harsh I think. I had to call her was Miss Wood or my sort of boss. I reported to her for daily jobs but for more things I reported to her boss. We got on well in our own little corner of the office, the only two that did the job we did. Ali...
"Wrong...wrong...wrong...super wrong...Capital of USA...London...Capital of England...France...Fuck sake. I'm dealing with a class of morons," Nik thought to himself. "How much more basic can I make this class." A giant stack of papers filled a box on his desk. It was the latest geography test he handed out during the day. Basic stuff. Capitals of states an...
Chapter Three - The Road Trip During the next week, I had made tentative, joking references and innuendoes about how good our sex had been after Danny's stargazing visit. Joanne resisted the thought that it had made her excited. For my part, I was equally sure that I was right. The heightened excitement had brought her back into the good sex partner...
Writer's note: This story probably belongs more in the BDSM section because the main character's desires are getting kinkier as she goes on. However, I don't want to split up the series. There are still elements of the "Mature" genre, so it is in this section. Just a warning if you don't like control, degradation and some light physical abuse. Thanks to al...
For obvious reasons, Andy had really enjoyed the break and told his pal that, without adding that he'd enjoyed sex with his pal's mother and then his sister. Rick said he was pleased about that. "You stirred the conversations along and both mom and dad reckon you are a great guy. "Dad knew you missed that final putt to allow him to tie your score off the st...