Mike Fitzgerald surveyed the traffic and tried to estimate what time he would arrive at work. It was a game he played to fill time on his morning commute that could vary from fifty minutes to an hour and a half. The reason for the long drive was the decision he and his wife, Lynsay, had made to live in a small town well past the suburbs of the city where he...
A deleted profile, a shot in the dark meeting, Sunday. Things, few things, these kinds of things are what led Abigail down a path she hadn't predicted. One that had her exposing herself to men publicly. And more, far more. It all started that Sunday, church with her parents and grandparents. The pastor kept glancing at her thighs in her pastel blue summer...
"How did it go tonight?" I asked my wife as she returned home. "Okay." She replied, trying to muster up a smile as she did so. Of course I knew how her night had went. I knew exactly where she had been and exactly what she had done, because I had watched her doing it. She had been fucked by at least seven different guys. I should have been livid, I shoul...
Gabriella's Tales - Part 3 The bedroom was dark, lit only by the occasional flash of far-off lightning. The storm had rolled through nearly an hour earlier, soaking Regal Bay as another early winter cold front moved down the coast. The glow of the nightstand clock displayed 11:45pm. Gabriella Santiago lay on her bed, pressed into the mattress by the hulkin...
"You seem a little bored, Steve. Can I buy you another scotch?" "Yeah, sure. Aberlour. Neat." Damn right, I was bored. It was my wife's staff party, and the majority of people there were not interested in anything but getting wasted on drugs I had no interest in, or getting so fucking drunk that I couldn't stand being around them. At least Fiona, the manag...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. I dedicate this story to Walter from Southern California. * Ruth and Christopher get comfortable while Jay is away on business in Japan. "Get me another drink while you're up Christopher," said Ruth holding up her empty glass in one hand and her cigarette in the other. Relegated to being her personal...
I met Dorothy at a community meeting to discuss zoning proposals in our neighborhood. I recognized her as the elderly neighbor who lived behind us, but we had never been formally introduced or spoken to each other. We made small talk about the issues being discussed, how nice the neighborhood was, and so on. I'm 41. Dorothy was older. Much older. She menti...
The phone rang one evening and Carole answered it. 'Carole? Hi darling it's Cynthia. I know you have a day off tomorrow but would you be a dear and meet me for lunch? My treat. Say The Ivy on West Street? It is very discreet. Shall we say one o'clock?' Cynthia was talking so fast all Carole could do was listen and say yes at the appropriate moments. The n...
Dear reader. I have written three very short "short stories" which I hope you will enjoy. There are no link between them and should be considered as separate pieces. The Revealing Portrait John sat on his seat, 6A, looking out on the clouds floating below him. He had a satisfied smile on his face, thinking about his lover he had left only a few hours earli...
It was early May and the Carter's pool area became 'nude only' as dictated by Charlene and Tammy, so after the group finished the modeling session they all stripped off. Being the first time nude in front of the ladies at the pool the men had a hard problem and the ladies started harassing them. "Tammy, look at the guys. I think they love us don't you?" Cha...