As we sat down for breakfast (which was leftover pizza), I found myself playing footsie with Josie, who seemed to be rather thrilled with my attitude about her estranged husband in Montreal. Then again, my perspective wasn't really surprising, given that I was Jewish and didn't particularly care for Nazis, Aryan types, or skinheads in general. I think that s...
I'd be lying to say I only visited Daniel that afternoon to congratulate him on his new job. Certainly that was one reason. But I'm a modern woman -- thanks in part to Daniel's years of mentoring and support -- and I know it's no use in always waiting for the man to make the first move. Especially not when the man is a demure gentleman like Daniel, not to...
I should have been tired when I woke up. It had been another late night, and I had gotten very little sleep. But I woke up feeling refreshed and alive. My first thought was of Ann. I was excited about her being at Matt's and getting a chance to talk to her. I was more excited that she had seemed to be interested enough in me to openly flirt. And I was ecstat...
••••••••••••••••••• Authors Note: Ok, I know I said I was working on the Home Improver side of things. I'm sorry, it just kinda happened that this came to be out of a lot of story pieces I work on from time to time as well as to keep up with the Cut and Run series of my friend and fellow author Moongrim. He wanted to do a cross over with his characters and...
Another story with a slow build-up. My apologies in advance to readers who are hoping for action from the outset. My ex-aunt's house was at the end of a winding dirt drive, overlooking a lake. I was early, but several people were already milling around on the front lawn when I drove up. They didn't seem to know who I was – a good thing, I decided. Anyone wh...
A woman's bad boy marriage can lead to bad men "Honey, you need to drop those berries on top of the cakes before you flip them rather than stir them in the mix. It will make for a better plate when those ornery customers bite into them plus they cook better that way." If anybody knew what she was talking about in this little diner it was Carole, an always...
All persons described in this tale are over 18 years of age before having sex, you should be aware that if these themes are uncomfortable for you, please choose another story. These characters are not intended to represent any person in real life, either alive or dead. All figures are indeed fictional, and any similarity to people of the same name or descrip...
The concept for this story is from a loyal reader who suggested the exhibitionism/voyeur category. I hope I've done it justice. Please vote! Part 1 "Timmy! Over here!" called my wife, Katerina, as I stumbled up the stadium steps carrying the cardboard tray of hot dogs and cokes, back to the seats she and I had on the forty yard line. It was halftime, our o...
Author's Note: I'll level with you guys, I had completed this next part of the story before I even started on the Interlude. But as I looked back on the completed story I realized that there was a lot of places where I couldn't explain details without making long transitions away from the story and ultimately doing that would take away from the pacing. As I...
(This story interlocks with each chapter so if you come into this story other than the beginning, then you may well scratch your head at some of the comments within this chapter. I've tried to make this a glimpse into the lives and lifestyle of three people. They chose to keep there lives private, isn't it strange how life never lets that happen.) * Frank...