Little One stepped out of the tub and pulled a towel from the bar. The smell of food cooking suddenly made her feel hungry. It was Christmas eve and Daddy was home early. He was now in the kitchen, preparing a Christmas Eve feast for two and filling the house with wonderful smells. Little One dried quickly and pulled on her terry cloth robe. It was a littl...
Tommy had been tracking the two criminals since the Sun had gone down. It was probably the easiest thing Tommy had done since he had become Batman; after all, trailing two people who were dressed up like court jesters and making no effort to hide themselves was pretty simple, especially for someone who was equipped as Batman was. He had plenty of time to thi...
I suppose that my only excuse for this is that I've read too many Loving Wives stories. Parts of this are true, although it was a friend who taught my fiancé the lesson. While my wife sometimes threatens me with it when she is annoyed, she has never actually done it. >>> >>> >>> I was lying on our living room floor, dazed and rub...
Chinese Takeout Chapter 05 – Listening for the Weather by Chloe Tzang © 2016 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. Okay, here's the fifth "chapter" of Chinese Takeout...
Dance room 228. Finals week. Morning. Tom entered the room and flicked on the lights. The newly illuminated grey floor was reflected in the mirror, creating a generally drab atmosphere. He dropped his bag, went over to a pole, and started stretching. He wore a tank top and basketball shorts. He was prepared to work for hours. After a few minutes, before T...
The idea of meeting with several men for an evening of sex had been wandering the back roads of my mind for several years. Where, when, who with, and how to arrange it were all stumbling blocks. It was not like I was in need of a sex outlet; what with a husband, and a lot of quickies at parties. When I was between books, or otherwise bored, my mind would wan...
"Ding dong ding dong," went the doorbell because Patty had mashed on the little button there by the door on the outside with her thumb. "Ding dong," it went again because she once more had pushed the button with impatience. Her car had broke on the country road and Patty hiked to the nearest house to ask to use the phone with which to call the AAA toe truck...
Hi, I'm Betty Reed, widow of Dr. Fred Reed, MD. At age fifty-eight, I am just your average widow. I stand five feet, two inches, and weight one hundred and thirty-nine pounds. There was a time that I was considered very pretty, with a damn fine figure. Gravity has done its work, so now, some would say, that my breasts have "gone south." I spend my time chat...
[This story is set in Paragon City, taken from the MMO game City of Heroes. All place names, hero names and registered trademarks belong to their rightful legal owners and are not intended as copyright infringement in any way. This work is purely meant as a piece of entertainment, and not for commercial purposes in any way, shape or form.] And they began....
She was the love of my life, my soul mate, my queen. I went to work each morning and sulked because I couldn't see her, and when I got home, not a day went by that we haven't made sweet love and fallen asleep in each others' arms. But there was one thing about her that I didn't know when I fell in love with her. It was something that may have influenced my...