How the fuck was she going to take this? The question just wouldn't leave his mind as he watched his wife holding hands with Charlotte, craving human contact while engaged in a 'spiritual' conversation that neither would recall with anywhere near as much intensity, or clarity, once the pills and powder had worn off tomorrow morning. Despite the euphoric op...
High above the hills of Athens, in his palace of unparalleled luxury and splendor, the early morning silence was shattered yet again by the anguished scream of Archimedes. "DAMMIT!!!!" he yelled, as yet another key he had made failed to open the lock. For months now since his return from the underworld, Archimedes had been a man on a singular mission. Bles...
Author's Note: The Story over all: I only I hope Dickens doesn't come and get me for this but the name came to me the moment I read about the winter contest and I had to do it. Destined to be 5 chapters total with one chapter devoted to each spirit of Christmas, this is not going to be short. (This charter alone is nearly 5,000 words.) So if you are looking...
Note to the reader: As with most of my stories, this was written at the request of two real people, Mike and Melanie. This is their fantasy. Please leave a comment. I love to hear from readers and they would love to hear what you think. Thank you. Follow up notes - This story received more comments than any story I have ever written. First, I have made a co...
I lay in my bed. Rick was next to me and I reached over in the dark to reassure myself that he was there and that this afternoon really happened. The girls at finishing school had tried to describe what the first time would be like, but some things simply can't be described. They told me that I would never find the man who could satisfy me. They couldn't und...
I took the last, long drag of my cigarette and held the smoke in my lungs, then crushed the still glowing stub into the metal ashtray on my lap as I exhaled the blue smoke out in to the night air. I was sitting on my balcony, naked, sipping on a generous pour of whisky. I tried to concentrate on the view of the city laid out before me. The CN Tower rose bold...
Chapter 4 Wednesday I had to get up early on Wednesday as I had three classes, the first starting at 8 am. Classes were uneventful until my last class of the day. It was my Economics class and Prof. Simon handed me a slip of paper as I entered the class. The paper said to meet her in her office following class. A little after 2 pm I arrived at Prof. Simon'...
"Well, I have like 45 minutes to kill," sang the high-pitched, sweet teen voice of my daughter's curvy Latina friend Marisa, "would you like a sloppy blowjob?" My ears weren't expecting that question, and I swear I must have blushed. Perverted middle-aged fathers don't get that question often, or at least, this one doesn't. Or hasn't before at least. Maybe...
He had seen her before, there at the department store, and he had given her more than a fleeting glance as he bought a newspaper on finishing his coffee before work at the store near where he worked. She had had an immediate impact on him as she strutted past, mature, attractive and so confident. Their eyes had met as she left the store, a prim smile giving...
Ashley sat on the stool, her bare legs and feet kicking idly while she slowly sipped her Starbucks. Caramel Macchiato, her favorite. It always served to calm her nerves and take her to a happy place, a function it was doing now - even with the blur of events still rushing through her mind's eye. First, the memory of her mother, naked in bed with the big, b...