My Wife’s Night Class Ch. 5: Arranging a Photo Shoot I called in sick Thursday because I felt like spending a leisurely morning with my wife, who had put on such a good sex show for me with her classmate John the night before. Also, there were some stirrings of jealousy I needed to deal with. After getting massaged and briefly fingerfucked by the ridiculous...
Will you lie to get laid? A quick grammar lesson on LIE, LAY and LAID. I have come across far too many good stories where the authors made mistakes with these similar sounding words. Here is my entry into the Summer Lovin Contest 2014, the first purpose of which is to give the readers an idea how these words should be used properly. The second purpose is to...
When Naomi and I first started going out together, she was sharing a rather nice split-level apartment in the city with another girl. One evening I went straight to Naomi's from work and needed to take a shower before we went out. I turned on the taps and stepped into the big oversized shower recess. About halfway through, I dropped the soap and while bendi...
[CLICK HERE to go to the vignette story I am currently updating.] “Oh come on.” You mutter as you cancel out the call you were dialing at the sound of the doorman's buzzer in your apartment. Shoving your cell into your coat pocket you hold down the answer button on your digital intercom and answer, “Yes?” “Dr. Anderson, a Ms. Kyle to see you, she says you h...
Darcie was looking forward to an uneventful Friday evening after a stressful week in the office. In a moment she would get up and make dinner but for the moment sitting on the couch was the most relaxing thing she had done all day. She'd have to get out of her office clothes - a tight black skirt and stockings and a tight fitting pullover - before too. And b...
Raising the Dead, in Spite of the Natural Order: A Cautionary Tale Chapter 10 "Iga, shut up!" I yell in frustration. "I... didn't say anything, Victoria..." she replies in what is probably understandable confusion. "No," I sigh and rub my temples, leaning my forehead to the wall, "But you were thinking it." "It sounds like you might be projecting a litt...
Rene retired to his room, a ramshackle structure roofed over with asbestos sheets. He was preparing to stretch himself on the cot when he heard the sound of someone sluicing water into a tub in the next room. The room next was apparently the bathroom, and the plywood partition that separated the rooms was full of cracks and holes. Rene looked through some of...
My name is Rick Janison. I'm a private eye. Well, at least I try to be. I have a two-room walk up office in a down-at-the-heels neighborhood in LA. I carry a gun, not because I need one in my work, what there is of it, but because I feel a need to protect myself from the neighbors. I have a secretary named Sally who is a sweetheart—a slutty sweetheart, but...
A day like any other day. As I toss and turn, the heat becomes unbearable. I try removing blankets, even my shirt, but to no avail. I'm going to have to get up. Sitting up in my bed I squint over at the clock on the floor. Two thirty- three. Damn. It's times like this I really wish my house had air conditioning. Every day the summer heat wakes me from my bli...
I had been sitting there in the spare room of my house for about an hour with the note that had been slipped under my office door still in my hand. As the time passed I became more and more convinced that I had been the victim of a cruel joke. NEXT TIME ISAAC TAKES A LONG LUNCH BETTER GO HOME ASAP - HE BE FUCKING YOU OVER! That was what the crude and almos...