Micheal Scott McKinley sat on his bunk absently reading a seven year old wrinkled and dusty copy of a dated National Geographic from the prison library. An article about a failed attempt by several mountaineers to scale Mount Everest had vaguely caught his eye. Being an adrenaline junkie his whole life, McKinley had sill not gotten use to the stale, monoto...
David was frozen in place, the jacket of his tuxedo halfway up his arms, staring at his wife as if she’d just sprouted wings. “WHAT did you just say?” Katie was slipping into a pair of saucy red heels to compliment her equally hot red dress. “What’s wrong, honey?” she smiled sweetly, finishing with the heels and sliding earrings on. “You’re getting old--...
It started as a dream and with the help of a friend it turned out like this. Please enjoy it ************ We owned this beautiful two story house and a few friends had decided to drop in unannounced. After my friends left, my husband pulls me and leads me down stairs and drags me with him to our bed. He was gently patting my head. I opened up his shirt a...
I didn't plan to cut work the day after my 40th birthday. I love my work and I've been a workaholic all my life. I've never understood people who spend their lives doing something they hate. I suppose 40 is a sort milestone of sorts, but even if I hated my job, a birthday is certainly no reason to skip work. In fact, I'd celebrated my 40th birthday way I'd...
Author's Note: This is my 100th story. Or at least, nearly my 100th story. For every week for the past 100+ weeks, I have posted one or two stories. And through it all, I have been read by loads of people. All of you have been amazingly supportive - whether it was as simple as just coming back to read my stories time and again, or sending me a long critique...
The Grove All morning, Mary's thoughts kept drifting to Alvin and the story he had told her of Bonnie, of his love and of his loss. She had told him to take the day for himself, but she longed to reach out to him, to hear this voice and ask him if he was okay. He was good at doing his taciturn New England thing, but she could tell how much he still hurt, de...
I struggle slightly and Master's smile vanishes, "I said, stay down, slut. You were curious yesterday, now you'll find out." I hold still at his words and obey him. We've never had anyone involved in our play before and I'm more than apprehensive, but, he's right. He knows me, I was curious. I was curious and now the object of that curiosity was now lookin...
This story shares some elements of my other stories in the beginning, but goes in a totally different direction. If you like fetish, unpredictable androids, B/D and Science Fiction/Fantasy, this story is for you! CHAPTER 1- THE "CHANCE" MEETING I had pulled into a gas station on a raw overcast evening to gas up. The station was old and minimal, with 1 row...
Lunar Complex 7, Studio Apartment Section 8-A, Mulholland Standard Time 05:00 The voice was female-empathetic but more strategically determined-very familiar and he couldn't place it. He really wanted to believe it was Peach, but he knew it wasn't. The memory always helped with morning wood, the voice so seductive with a promise of a woman found. "You are...
Where it really began was Jim's visits to Jane's mother's house. Mrs. Riemer became Victoria who became, when they became intimate, just Vic. Jim loved saying Vic. Strangely, even after he and Jane had broken up, he continued to call Jane's house once a week to chat with her mother. It was less about missing Jane as it was about enjoying this older woman's...