Pain and Pleasure Hey how ya doin? Sam here. Samuel Sanders owner, chief cook, bartender extraordinaire and when necessary bottle washer here at the Midnight Bar and Grill. A guy in my position hears all kinds of stories about all kinds of things. Some things are believable others are the no way in hell type. Tonight however I got a friend of mine to stop b...
I opened my eyes; the room was much brighter than it should have been. A sudden shift of weight on the bed startled me from my slumber. Sitting up and looking past my feet my eyes settled on my assistant Becky. She was sitting facing away from me on the foot of the bed, scribbling on a notepad in her lap. Her back very straight with one leg crossed over the...
In the Morning Su Lin's eyes blinked open with a start, but she froze, fearing to move. Against her small behind she felt the soft warm pressure of larger buttocks. Hearing Mistress Ginger's slow breathing, she felt protected, but was disappointed that after Mistress had come to her room and asked her to share her bed, they had just gone to sleep in each ot...
2851 AD. Planet Earth, Sol System. Thunder crashed over the dark and desolate wasteland that was once one of Earth's most striking cities. Dark alleyways intersected the abandoned roads as crumbling buildings, haunted by neglect and abandonment rose high in to the eerie night sky. They stood as shadows of their once proud stature, representations that seeme...
A middle aged woman and a geeky young man back in the 70's... *** I had made the trip from the little cottage across the street and about 50 feet down countless times but never faster than that afternoon in June of 1976. After I sprinted blindly from our neighbor's back yard, a yard I had mowed for the last four years - not even watching for cars on the ra...
Author's note: I apologize for the typo in the title of my first submission – Personal Assistance. Not a good way to start! I hope you will forgive me and enjoy the submissions, anyway, for what they're worth. Thanks – Jazz Gwen had no idea her husband was stepping out on her. That's why she felt so guilty as she let herself into the hotel room. Still, s...
Eighteen-year-old girls just don't really do that much for me. That may sound ridiculous coming from a guy, but I'm 35 and have always liked older women, or at least women within a few of years of my age. The last few months have been somewhat unpredictable for me; I thrive on being a planner and hate unpredictability. I'm having to change careers, or at lea...
I leaned back on the chair I had carried into the bathroom and cussed loudly seeing the holes torn in my shirt and the scratches to the skin underneath. I pulled the shirt off and threw it in the trash, adding it to the growing list of clothes destroyed in the past few days. I shook my head at the boldness of the trio of vampires who attacked me around the c...
What the hell was I thinking? This had to be the craziest thing I'd done in a very long time. I could stop; should stop. Yes, I should just turn around and go home and yet I kept on driving. A few minutes later I was questioning my sanity once again. Why had I agreed to this? No, be honest, why had I offered this? Pursued it even. At the time it seemed like...
I really hope the men reading this story are young enough to not remember this car. It's my husbands pride and joy. He spends so much time tinkering with it that he neglects me ..... And I need much more tinkering with! I had an appointment in town; we live so far away I could only get to it by driving there myself. The appointment was quite important, as I...