It is an unseasonably warm fall evening. The near full moon hangs low on the horizon, casting an eerie glow upon the earth. Long strange shadows dance about as a cool gusty breeze rustles the leaves in the trees. I am walking briskly to my car, hastily removing my camel hair sport coat and loosening my tie in an effort to bring closure to this hideous day....
Rich wasn't sure how he and his wife and drifted apart, but after so many years of marriage he decided it wasn't totally abnormal. He sat sipping his drink in the nearly empty bar watching the younger crowd dropping money in the juke box and dance ever closer to each other. He wasn't really a dancer himself but after a few margaritas or even a beer or two he...
Ashkey pushed opened the doors to the bar. It was an old fashioned bar and she had to give the doors quite a shove to have them open for her. As they swing inwards, they creak which indicated that the bar was somewhere that was not well maintained. Stepping through the open doors Ashkey found herself standing on a carpet that was red in color and sticky wit...
It was 1:45am and we still had a solid crowd for a Tuesday night. There were about 10 or so people up at the bar a few outside smoking cigarettes. Usually the wait staff was long gone by this point, having transferred any remaining tables to the bar's tab, and tonight seemed to be no exception. I hadn't seen any other staff members for a bit. I worked at a...
This story is loosely based upon some true events. Names have been changed to protect identities. It is a prequel to my Stepdaughter stories and includes some of the characters featured in those. ***** Three years before I began my affair with her daughter, I did enjoy a fantastic relationship with my wife. Our sex life was very active and adventurous. We...
Chapter Two: Ten years later...Mary...Helen...pissing trouble So that's where I was when I first saw Mary, ten years later. I was still going to Len's Bar occasionally on a Friday evening after work, though less often. The novelty of years gone by had more or less worn off, and I didn't show up so often because of work pressures. But I put in an appearance...
The football coach stormed into the President's Office. With his face turning shades of purple, he screamed, "I will NOT let cheerleaders use our varsity weight room! Look at this letter! 'Since our prior attempts at settling this issue informally have been unsuccessful, this letter is a formal notice that the University Cheerleading Team is requesting acces...
I was running my hand softly over her back as we sat at the bar watching the game. She had on a nice semi sheer blouse but, to my chagrin, she choose to wear a bra that night. The place wasn't very crowded, there were people sitting around the side of bar and some on each side of us. I guess most people stayed home because it was threating to storm out. We...
Shaun stood behind the bar, arms crossed; a look of sheer happiness plastered on his handsome face. Mac's was officially under his ownership and the first night had gone brilliantly. The bar was closed and empty now, but earlier had been filled to capacity with customers eager to give Shaun their well-wishes and take advantage of his lowered beer prices. Sn...
The town of Fort Nimrod was abuzz with its latest mystery. Inside the Rusty Spur there was a picture of a young lady, wearing a Hillary Clinton mask and nothing else, being held spread eagled and spread pussy outside the bar. As if the town wasn't curious enough about who this woman was and how she had ended up in the photo, rumours began to spread that this...