"What the hell do you mean eight hundred bucks?" I practically yelled into the phone. "It's a fucking water pump!" My mechanic gave me some song and dance about having to pull a load of shit off the engine to get to the broken part. "Fuck, dude," I said. "Where the hell am I getting that kind of money?" He gave me some more song and dance. "I'll call you...
You know those dreams you have when you're almost awake, but not quite. The choose your own adventure types where you have control over the direction it goes. I was having that dream the night my life changed for the better. My wife and I had hooked up with a girl at the bar and brought her home to play with us. She loved watching me fuck other girls and I...
David put make up on, and looking in the mirror he liked what he saw. It was as if he saw himself for the first time; a person within being born. Davina came to life. "Oh God! It feels so right!" David remarked, seeing Davina smiling back with Davina's eyes, and not David's. He was looking through a portal into his own true soul, and he wanted to step into...
I work in an office complex near a freeway. If I see the freeway going at a snail's pace, I drop in, have a latte, and read the newspaper in the coffee shop on the ground floor in the complex. On this particular afternoon, I was carrying my croissant and latte to the table by a window, I happened to select a table next to one that had two people sitting at...
I worked with a cute little Indian girl named Bushra for a couple of years. I was easily old enough to be her father. But we used to poke fun at each other, and even flirt with each other from time to time. I always wondered if she had "daddy issues". But I never pursued it. Not that I didn't fantasize about it on occasion. I just thought it was silly to eve...
I'm scared to death. Feel apprehension, I've never been 'outted' before, never been out in public dressed fem. He will not be dissuaded, told me I had to do it. As I sit and try to concentrate on work I can see him across the hall in his office. See the people he meets with, know he could out me to them if he liked, and I know tonight I may be seen by any on...
Not really romantic but this is the best categroy for the story. Definitely doesn't fit anywhere else and little warning, there is a rape described within. Brutal is a good term, closer to what usually happens but the after is the point of the story. Just mentioning so those who are squeamish can skip that part if they want. Didn't realize it was this long...
Jessika, my thirty-one-year-old lover, stayed over Saturday night, just as she had Friday, but there was no sex. She offered me another blowjob just as we climbed into bed, but when I suggested we forgo all sexual activity that night, she agreed. The bladder infection she had feared came on fully that evening, and although I had no doubt that she was willing...
I don't really care for my job. It's not particularly challenging, and neither is it creative or rewarding. Eight hours a day slumped at a desk in pursuit of making rich, faceless suits a little more money. At best, it's good experience and a stepping stone to something better. However, there is one thing – or should I say person – that makes the days a lit...
This is a continuation of my first story, "My Wife, Our Stories, Her Boss," which was imperfect in many ways, as is this. I'm really new to this and apologize for the amateurishness. I do think I have a couple of good ideas to investigate for those of you who enjoy this genre, and would welcome any feedback that would help me to make them better. Less helpf...