Copyright Neonurotic The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. # TODAY [Thursday, 11:18pm] The elevator door slid open with a whoosh...
Oswald Cobblepot sipped his glass of Champagne, washing down his mouthful of raw salmon. His thick fingers handled a pair of ivory chopsticks with surprising delicacy as he snatched up another slice of sashimi from the platter in front of him and stuffed it in his mouth. Across the table from him was a woman. She was dressed in expensive, but unfashionable,...
It was just another normal Thursday evening with my hubby, Marc, watching Netflix under a blanket. We had the house to ourselves, since Billy and Andrea had both been dropped off to college earlier in the week. As our rom-com played on, I was thinking how lucky I am to have such a great life. My husband of 24 years has always remained faithful, our kids ar...
Categories: Oral, anal, Group, Love. 23. Showered, dressed and fed, I left around nine am and headed home arriving in forty minutes. I did the usual security checks and parked in the garage and found the girls in the lounge. Maddy jumped up and ran to give me a big hug and kiss. "How did it go?" She asked, two questions in one, the sneaky minx. "Pretty g...
Had the schoolkids of Hazelwood High ever met Phil Love and Olivia Wilde, no one would have guessed that the two would be friends. 'Incongruent' didn't do them justice - whereas Phil was a groomed, well-dressed, preppy fit Student Council President, Olivia was one with the shadows. A baggy hoodie, messy shoulder-length black hair and a quiet disposition was...
(Tom) "Tomorrow is WHAT?" I asked. Surely I'd heard wrong. "Nude Day!" Karen said, giggling. "That's not a real holiday," I said. "It is, look!" She handed me her phone. It was on some website that said that tomorrow was indeed Nude Day. "This can't be real," I said. "The guys said the resort is having an event for it tomorrow," she said. The guys she...
Chapter 14 I woke to the sound of typing. She wasn't being loud about it, not trying to be obnoxious, it was just the soft clicky-clack of the keys of her keyboard as she fired off whatever she was writing. She had the same tendency I did however, to hit the end of a sentence harder, giving the keyboard a nice, soft whack every time. Just some unconscious...
Hey all, this third post starts book 2 of the story, and is about half the book at just short of twenty nine K words, but I left the naming the same to avoid confusion, and numbered this post as three. Enjoy! Dahlia: A new world Copyright 2018. This is a work of fiction. Names, Characters, Places and incidents are either products of the author's imaginatio...
This is my take on the aftermath of Neighborhood Wives: Maddie written by KickSaveAndABeauty. After reading it, I felt there was a further story about what happened next. Unfortunately, there was no sequel to read so I finally decided to do it. I have read many stories here and always thought about writing one. For some reason, this story hit me and made me...
My wife rolled down the window on her specially-built van and smiled at me. "Remember, you can't leave the house. The first candidate will arrive today." "Are you sure about this, Shelley?" I asked, nervous. We had discussed it so many times, but even now, four years after the accident that had crippled her from the waist down, the idea bothered me. "We...