I've always been a restaurant guy. Its what I'm good at. I'm a hell of a chef and I honestly don't give a damn if I sound cocky when I say it. I love everything about the restaurant business. I love working nights, I love the fact that working in a kitchen is much less formal than an office setting, and I love that its not considered unprofessional to sleep...
A knock came at my front door, and I smiled softly. I answered it and took a bouquet of red roses from the delivery man. He smiled at me, eyes traveling up and down my body. I felt a blush flood my face as I stammered out my thanks. I didn't make a habit of dressing this way usually. I prefer length and cover. What I wore went completely against what I felt...
You sat there, awaiting word. There had been rumors, whispers about a man who had been seen wandering the underworld, in search of something, of someone…you. The throne upon which you sat was made of finery though anyone could have walked within a few feet of you and would not know as such. There was no light here, ever because that was the way you liked it,...
I can honestly say that I wasn't all that impressed the first time I met Dawn. It wasn't really anything that she did and she was an attractive girl, but I actually felt compelled to avoid her. As shallow and pathetic as it may sound, the reason was simply that my roommate and another of our acquaintances were both all over her that night. Rob had met her a...
The smell of fresh coffee filled the air when I opened my eyes. I could see Jerry on the deck reading. I slid the door open just enough to stick my head out for a quick look around, nobody in sight. "Pour yourself some coffee and come on out." Jerry said. I looked around for a towel or blanket to wear and remembered I was staying naked this week. My pussy st...
Her nipples stuck right out! I guess that's what I liked most about Monique. I'd been in the spa with her twice, nothing happened. She wore Bikinis and her husband Terry was in the Spa with us. Her Rose coloured nipples poked at the wet fabric of as if they were trying to burrow their way through her Bikini top. She new I was looking at her and, I think...
Jason hung limply in the shackles that secured his wrists high above his head. His hand was throbbing in agony, knowing something was broken in it. His balls were also throbbing like nothing else on earth. He had been so close to being free, no this psycho bitch had him locked up in her nut house. Jason looked around the room, his eyes taking in the various...
Ryan sees her there again. He smiles. She's been sitting at the bar for awhile now. The ice in her glass melting. He can see the watery substance rest on top of the amber liquid the bartender served her earlier. He remembers the first time he'd seen her. She alone then too. He watches her toy with her drink, the straw bobbing up and down. His eyes scan her...
I lay in bed, my head pounding, and I stared at the ceiling. A dull ache throbbed in my abdomen and the back of my thighs. I was cold, and a mound of blankets and sheets sat huddled on top of me like a fabric mountain, wrinkled and sweat-stained. Despite how I felt, I couldn't help but flash on the images of the day: Mrs. Tasker on top of me, bucking, and Ma...
I'd recently returned from active duty in he Middle East. Seven years in that part of the world gives one a definite positive slant on what we Americans have here in the United States. At twenty-five I was looking forward to what politicians like to call "The American Dream", and my dream included a girl I'd known since high school. Well, to make sad story s...