Big League Dreams: Chapter 03 I started this story a while ago, before COVID-19 and before the likely contraction of baseball's minor leagues. So, it exists in a fantasy world where these things didn't happen. I hope that the quality of the story allows you to ignore that. Also, while I never specifically say what baseball organization is featured, it is ba...
Grayson Bloome knew he was dreaming because he could hear water. A brook. Rushing over the rocks and between the dogwood bushes. He was for sure dreaming. There was no brook close to where he actually lay sleeping—in Room 04 of The Noble Inn, in the sun-baked town of Pitch, West Texas. The only water that ran in Pitch was the kind that came out of a faucet...
Mary Catherine McMillian sat in owner's box in the eighth inning of the Sixth Game. Her boys fought hard during this championship series; they won the first two games at home, lost three on the road, and now they were poised to claim the Sixth Game at home. If they made it to Game Seven, anything could happen. But they were three outs away, after her team fi...
Thanks to amarriedguy408 for editing. ***** Leila was seated at her desk wearing the typical office attire: a plum purple, buttoned down blouse with the top three buttons undone so that the smallest peek of her black lacy bra was visible. It was tucked into a black pencil skirt that was hugging the curves of her hips and ass as if it were designed for her....
"Damn!" I hang my head in frustration at the missed chance, knowing it cost us the Co-Ed Rec Football League championship. I know I need to at least pretend to have a decent excuse, so I reach down and adjust my laces, and I can feel the eyes on my ass in my little football shorts. This gets me squirming a little, but I shake my head clear and focus on the m...
I stretched my arms high above my head, pulling at the warm muscles trying to stretch them out and get them ready for the game ahead. I could feel my tight muscles loosening and I felt pretty good about the game ahead. My high school softball team was playing our county rivals today for the district championship. As a senior, and 18 years old, I knew there w...
I met her at an industry function. I was talking to some colleagues when suddenly she was at my side, listening intently, patiently. I had actually met her before but had forgotten her name – she was the girlfriend of a bloke I vaguely knew. Amanda? Rebecca? Jane? What was her name? I was putting off introducing her to my friends when she saved me the troubl...
Chapter 16 There was a fairly large crowd of kids outside of the school when Jeanne, Jill, and I arrived on Monday morning. They seemed oblivious to the threatening clouds overhead. Instead, they did their best to pretend to be involved in conversations. It became obvious from the sidelong looks we got as we walked toward the steps, though, that they were a...
That evening, after a very nice meal and a bottle of a reasonably priced local red wine, Anne and George were feeling rather horny, and when they got back to their tent, Anne suddenly blurted out, "Why don't we make love out here, under the awning. Others seem to be doing it, didn't you notice that couple outside the tent back there - she was sitting on his...
Nine o'clock sharp, I knocked on Mrs. E's door. It was immediately opened and I was ushered in. Mrs. E. had on her usual white coat which she wore with her clients and I suspect that as usual, she had little or nothing on underneath. "Ok, Mr. S. Let's get on with it, shall we? Please take a seat." I sat in the comfy two seater couch reserved for clients a...