Edited by Deep Blue C ***** Jim Cravens stood in the motel doorway, breathing in the beach air, the salty tang waking him further from his sleep as he looked at his car parked just a few feet away, the morning mist dripping from the maroon paint. He debated whether to walk or drive to the diner down the street and mentally flipping a coin, decided that dri...
I called "E" at home. The instant she answered I heard the stress and upset in her voice. "Emily called you." I said, "Do not come apart. We are a family and as a family we can and will work this through." "But she says she won't come to Christmas as long as you are taking advantage of me. She can and will come between Brad and all of us." "You give her t...
Note from the Author: Hi everyone! It has taken me a long time to imagine and write this story; in fact, I find it more and more difficult to find a fresh take on the corny love stories I so obviously crave. In any case, I began weaving this tale during a James Bond soundtrack phase on my IPod, this winter. As always, I hope you have a pleasant and exciting...
Copyright PennameWombat November 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actua...
Chapter 01 It's two days after the explosion, and I'm in an evac ride to Germany. A little background is in order. Maybe somebody I don't know is gonna read this someday, so I'll watch what I say. Officially, I was part of what we euphemistically called Operation Sandbox. Oh it had an official name or three, but it was just the U.S. Army's way of making th...
Prelude: The Box of Assorted Chocolates: There are reasons women never get what they want. Hey...hey don't give me that look. If anyone has the right to lecture you, it's me. Trust me when I say that its nature's way of protecting us from ourselves. (And yes, male audience, I'm sure you're loving this.) Nature is seeking to preserve us, the progenitors of h...
Notes: All fictional characters engaged in sexual activities are at least 18 or older. * This is not a masturbatory fantasy and contains very little sex. If that's what you're looking for, please move on to the next story. * This is not necessarily a burn the bitch story, nor a cuckold story, if that's what you're into then please move on. This story reads...
-- Wednesday -- This was it! The big finale! It was make-or-break time, 'cause it would be my final appearance in the business world. It was all-or-nothing, 'cause it would be decisive for my future. The task was clear: Host a cocktail party for the local high society and broker some contacts for LGZ. The goal was just as evident: Become the most valuable...
Some quick admin before we start: This story comes in at a little over 30K words; the sexy stuff is spread throughout, but as usual, it's definitely more in the back half than the front. Furthermore, my apologies to anyone who speaks Hindi for my use of Google Translate; I've never had much luck soliciting help through the forums, and asking my Indian friend...