I was alone last night. Lynn had gone out to bring a friend to the airport and told me to have fun and be comfortable while I waited for her to return. I knew that her trip would take at least 2 hours and I was free to do anything. Lynn called thirty minutes after leaving, telling me that she'd be late. December is a lousy time to travel and the departure wa...
When you don't have children and your family lives thousands of miles away Christmas can be boring. Two years ago I was talking to a lady friend of mine, her name is Joanna, about what to do for Christmas. We thought about going on a cruise but that was very expensive. Then we talked about going to a swingers resort but that was also very expensive. Then she...
Copyright 2011, All Rights Reserved Thank you for opening my third story. I hope you enjoy it! Special thanks to SoCalOvid for his fine editing. Without his skill, the read would be tense. **** Honkkkk! blared the car horn. Mike Merrill jumped back, his mind on other things completely unaware of stepping in front of the red minivan. Looking up at the yo...
Towards the end of every year, since anyone could remember, the advertising firm held a Christmas party for all employees, a warm event in an otherwise unforgiving environment. New York City was a cold place and Christine worked hard to get where she was, especially since she lost her foothold in the modeling business. Caroline had been Christine's faithful...
1. Somewhere deep in the arctic a great beast lies on the floor of an ice cavern held by three chains still striped with bruises from the shaft of a fireplace poker. 2. Lord Hugh Stephen, sat in his chambers by the fire. The sun had just set on Christmas Day and he had a brandy, a fire, and a book. The staff, or most of them, was off for Boxing Day after...
"I don't know if I can take it, Honey," Santa said. "Delivering presents is just not as rewarding as it used to be." A light bulb dinged across Mrs. Claus' head. "Why don't you deliver presents for the adults as well," she said. "I do give presents to the adults," Santa sighed. "I give to the young, I give to the...
Having quickly rolled on the second white thigh-high stocking, Mrs. Carson checked herself out in the mirror, fluffing her curly brown hair, and stretching down her too-short elf skirt to make sure she was somewhat modest-looking. She already felt sexy just putting on that kind of hosiery—the tight lace that bordered her upper thigh and the cool flesh, the l...
-While Frank was in the living room watching TV, Santa was in the den, making Merry!- Was the Christmas of 1988 the season to be jolly?? For some, maybe, but I, Will Schreiber, was having a particularly bad day How bad?? Well, I'd give it a 1.2 on the open ended HO-HO-HO scale. My misery peaked just before my 3:30 pm break when the dishwater blonde came w...
Hello, here is the continuation of She Wolf. You may need to read that series before reading this story. None of the characters in this story are real. So please read and then relax. Thanks to Overstar for editing and revising. Any errors found are not a reflection on this gentleman. This story will end soon. The next chapter, chapter seven, will be the fi...
Hello, here is the continuation of She Wolf. You may need to read that series before reading this story. None of the characters in this story are real. So please read and then relax. Thanks to Overstar for editing and revising. Any errors found are not a reflection on this gentleman. This is the final chapter for this section of the story. Don't worry; we...