Be forewarned: there isn't a lot of sex in this story. It is one couple's story; how a situation grows out of control, and how it affects them. He knew he had the sale made at least a half an hour before he finished his presentation. The tip off was the whispered exchange between John Simmons, the President of GPC Hotels, and Brad Clark, the Vice President...
I The first time Johnnie met Shula was the day he went to the Yorkshire office to look over his late thirties with strong aquiline features. He'd seen life as a cattle drover in the wilds of Mexico for a couple of years and never let you forget it. One of the great survivors of this world. His name was James and he had a blonde secretary called Shula. Their...
During most of my teenage and adult life (I was 29 as this story starts) many people called me -- or at least thought that I was even if they didn't call me that -- paranoid. However, I felt that I was skeptical, not paranoid, and that skepticism was healthy so I had no desire to change. However, I lost a relationship and a first (we were too young to marry...
Chapter 1 – Moving-in day The move to Philadelphia had gone well. All the furniture was in, and in place. The new house was going to be a wonderful place to bring up the family – a large eight-roomed colonial with roughly two acres of land which, while not secluded, offered a lot of privacy. It had an oversized two-car garage attached, with a sundeck on top...
Last year I related the tale of the first time that my girlfriend Christine (who is now my wife) and myself spent a first weekend together in her parent's home. I was nineteen, she was eighteen and we spent a great deal of the time having sex or resting until we could have sex again. It was a memorable weekend and you can read the details elsewhere but the...
I've discovered that there are other husbands who feel about their wives much as I did about mine. Like me, they are proud when other men look at them, eventually seeking, even creating situations to expose them to the eyes and hands of admirers. Norma was born in Córdoba, Argentina, and raised in Montreal, Canadá, where she spoke only French and Spanish....
I had never been a believer in fate. Yet I'm sure there are people who will swear that if they hadn't carried out one simple innocent action, taken one route against another, their lives would be completely different. So it was with me that warm July Saturday afternoon when I chose to walk into that coffee bar. I had not been in a coffee bar since my ex-wife...
*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. CH 1 Other than in the group photograph of the St. Thomas Aquinas graduating seniors, his individual photograph, and the St. Thomas Aquinas Basketball team, there were no photographs of Jack Vogel in the St. Thomas Aquinas yearbook of the school year for 2004-...
Preface: I, Reginald P. Walcott, am a 37 year old professional bitch-slave, and until recently worked in the service of Ms. Beatrice Pennington of the law firm Kale, Pennington, and Shipwright. As of this writing I am approaching what would be my tenth year anniversary in this line of work. How, one might ask, does one become a professional bitch-slave? Tha...
Luis sat in his running shorts on the small back porch, drinking coffee and looking out over a small garden, preferring to run early to avoid the heat but also to get the workout over with as soon as possible. As he gazed into the red glow of the rising sun, he bit his lip in thought; the unexpected phone call of three days ago still haunted him. It had been...