I actually heard the interview about the site I describe in the story, on NPR. The woman makes almost four million a year. And there's almost no sex, but there is a cheating wife, so I think it fits this category. And if it were your wife, what would you do? .................................................. I was an NPR junkie, hardly ever listening to...
This is Part Three of a three-part story. ***** He opened his front door, tossed his keys in the ceramic bowl that sat atop the console table and, laboring past it, collapsed on the couch. He was dog-tired, and his shoulder hurt. He'd just come from baseball. It was the first day of the spring season, and he'd thrown batting practice for over an hour....
I slowly drifted into reality from a dream that was already fragmenting. It was more like a nightmare from the pieces I could remember: I was being chased by many people. Flashes of gunfire erupted behind me every time I looked back to see if they were gaining on me. There was a low rumble but it was delayed several seconds from the flashes so gunfire seemed...
INTAKE It was a dark and stormy night. John Shaftsman's thumb was growing heavier by the minute as he plodded though the puddles in the breakdown lane of Route 30, also known as Conestoga Road after the wagons of the first settlers that set out west on this very road in search of a new frontier . Shaftsman was soaked, as God Himself seemed to be pouring b...
An uncle of mine would often reiterate an adage he recalled from his days in the British armed forces (circa WW2), "Never volunteer for anything!" Especially when you're drunk! But then again, just sometimes... Clarification: Mufti = out of uniform or dressed in civilian clothes. Sort = a female of the species, usually (but not always) a rather good looking...
This story contains m/f, f/f and group sex. If any of these types of activities offend you, please stop now. Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. If descriptions of sexual acts offend you, please read no further. For everyone else, you are very naugh...
Reader, this is a story of a new bride who accidentally finds her 'sexual' feet, she can't get enough sex, she is an unfaithful wife with a man who reminds her tremendously of her lost father, the fixation causing her the problems. a woman and then her father before she understands what it is, then makes amends for her infidelities. * Cara Scott was almost...
Special thanks to Ken Nitsua for editing this story! *** You'll want to know about the night of August seventh. It's all that anybody ever wants to know about. I always thought that people would forget, it was years ago, another life, another time. I always thought the world would simply move on. But the world doesn't move on at all. The world devours th...
A bazillion thanks to thatsbogus, as good of an editor as he is a writer. This is the second Convertible story, written as a standalone - the first story is recapped in the intro, but I encourage you to read the first one anyway. ++++++++++++++++++++++ My name is Jacob Leopold. I'm 32, and live in Menlo Park, California. I'm a Penn State grad with a Maste...
I had worked for Mr. Maxwell since leaving school, and though it mightn’t suit everyone, I’d enjoyed the last twenty years. I like living where I was born, and small-town Scotland still places commerce a rung above the more recently-invented professions. I was already as good as manager of Mr. Maxwell’s shop, with a smooth path to succeeding him on his retir...