We batted it around, Louie and I did, as to where we wanted to go for our spring break. I know that term is overused, but a spring break from office and business stress can be a good thing. We are not kids, but we had been going every April to Naples, Florida, where my mother has a fine home. But Florida, at least Naples, is boring. Once past the beach, ther...
I was walking down a hallway at work when I felt someone come up close behind me and whisper, "Road trip! Be sure to pack your tighty whities!" I turned around quickly and saw my 'work wife', Gina, with a big grin on her face. Gina and I know each other well for years, and were both in unhappy marriages. A few times we had hooked up while traveling for work...
Renee finished the final review of the report and closed it with a smile. The project was finished, and the client would be pleased with their results. The production of a proprietary synthetic polymer could be improved 6 percent with some minor modifications to the formulation and production process, a solid success for the client, her firm, and her team....
Paula proudly surveyed the young women sitting at her table. Charlotte and Jordan, as well as her three daughters, had joined Paula and Beatrice Patterson for a leisurely lunch at Marsh's landing. The girls had matured into beautiful, accomplished women. Charlotte, as it turned out, was a late bloomer. Skinny and angular in high school, she was now a woman w...
The last chapter. Thank you to Estragon for his editing and making this story a much better read. Chapter 5 When I got home after visiting with Darcy and Shauna I couldn't help thinking about them. I now know what Jeff felt like. When you see and talk to women like them our brain turns to mush and all you can think about is sex. My wife walked in the room...
August When he walked into the faculty lounge, everybody froze. He was obviously trouble, from the leather vest that passed for a shirt all they way down the tight button-fly 501s to the black motorcycle boots. And the long, tawny hair that drifted over his shoulders and down his back, held out of his face by a small braid to one side tipped with a leather...
Ana softly asked, "Will you hold me and not let me go? I am not perfect, but I need someone who can love me regardless of what I have done or mistakes I might make in the future." Pulling Ana out of her chair I gently guided her back into the bedroom. Pulled a blanket around her and held her. Pt 7 The aroma of freshly brewed coffee woke me. Then a beautif...
As I left school, two thoughts passed through my brain: I hoped Rachel was not going to be a problem, and I was surprised I didn't see Jennifer hanging around my locker, and I didn't see Jane either. I decided to walk down to Lucy's Coffee Shop and purchased a White Chocolate Frappuccino, and write an email to Sarah like she told me to. Lucy's Coffee Shop...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18; THE ACCOUNTS ARE FICTIONALIZED AND DO NOT REFLECT UPON ANY ACTUAL PERSON OF THAT PERIOD; FOR AGES 21 OR ABOVE] [Foreword: This account reflects upon the American Civil War period. As such, 100 years before TV, Playboy, and the like, it re-counts sexual escapades, such as they were, in the Victorian...
On Tuesday October 16, I was a happily married man of 23 years. Two kids, one a college junior and one a sophomore. I had a job writing software for an on-line marketing firm; Jenna worked as Assistant to the Superintendant of Schools in Parma, Ohio, two towns over. On Wednesday October 17, I was a deeply worried married man—virtually sure my wife was havin...