1. M hadn't planned on doing this. It wasn't the kind of thing she enjoyed or approved of. She pretty much got bullied into it. Didn't want to be called a chicken or a prude. Her friends acted the whole time like it was no big deal, and she envied how easy it was for them, or at least their ability to fake it convincingly, if that was what they were doin...
This story was inspired by the title of the book, Spousonomics: Using Economics to Master Love, Marriage, and Dirty Dishes. I haven't read the book yet, so I can't comment on any similarities between the two works. -------------- Michael shifted beneath his shoulder bag as he checked his watch. He'd done so at least a dozen times during the five minutes h...
The music at Shark's was pumping, a solid bass line that had every booty (or boo-tay for those aZiaNS trying to speak Ebonics) shaking and sending ripples of flesh into luxurious belly-dancer motions. Ever since I'd turned 21, this club had become my favorite hangout, and invariably I would be found her on a Friday night. The music was good, the accommodatio...
***I apologize in advance for the build up on this story. I like the tension in stories so I tend to write those. Please let me know if I should continue this. I wrote it some time ago and it really is about my life years ago. *** She wasn't the kind of woman who made men stop and stare, but as she made her way into the Central Bank and Trust, one was ope...
PART ONE We finally arrived at our friend's house in Tennessee! What a long trip. We left our house in Cincinnati 4 hours ago and now were on the outskirts of Gatlinburg Tennessee. This was really the first vacation my husband and I have had alone since before our kids. Now we were "empty nesters" now that our youngest, Billy had started college at Ohio Sta...
O'REILLY'S -- 1872: Lee and Ying Ma were unbuttoning Jacob's vest and shirt, but his original feeling of guilt at taking pleasure with another woman so soon after Molly's passing had returned. Had he really felt the beautiful Irish girl's presence out in the saloon or had he been deluding himself to try to justify his disloyalty? When the crowd in the saloo...
Matt's dreams were filled with fire, the fire that killed his family, and the one he had saved those kids from. No, it was not the kids and wife of some faceless distressed husband and father he had saved, it was his own family. His parents, brother, and sisters were alive, he had saved them, they were all around him. He was home, home and surrounded by a lo...
Twins of Trallis Chapter 2 A physician standing at the back of the tent of the council of nine with the men of Stolle had watched the tiny dancer from the desert realm horrified. 'It couldn't be,' His mind raced backward in time and he relived the moment the dancer had come into the world unloved and unwanted by her father and left without a mother as the c...
lit7 21-25 21 Sunday morning coming down all over me I opened my eyes, then immediately closed them again. I tried to process how I felt and where the hell I was. My mind did not want to work at all. I tried to force it to be rational, but nothing happened. I just lay there in stupor. The first thing I realized was that it was not my bed. It was far too la...
"Oh what a tangled web..."-Sir Walter Scott Well, it happened. I said it never could but, fuck me, was I ever wrong. I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling rubbing my eyes trying not to disturb the woman next to me. Hell, I didn't even know her name. Shit, for that matter...I didn't know where I was or how I got here. All I could remember was me and my bu...