He appeared at the end of our booth. I glanced up and then away. He was obviously there for one of my co-workers. The three of them were younger, prettier, more vivacious. I could go on, but it gets depressing. Hell, those were all the reasons that I was there with them. They were fun. I was bored. My fridge was empty. And the plate of chicken wings in the m...
Author's note: Welcome to the third novel in the life of Gary Galloway. Prior knowledge of my previous works is recommended, particularly Three Weeks On The Road. This story is a direct continuation of that one, picking up moments after its end. It also resumes plot threads left unfinished at the end of Messy. While you can enjoy this installment on its own...
The final line of a chorus invaded my ears as I woke up to our clock radio rudely blaring: Everybody wants to take your baby home! A couple of snare hits signaled a new verse. The vocals continued in their incongruously cheery tone: When you're in love with a beautiful woman, watch your friends! Background singers perkily chimed in: Watch your friends! Y...
The Reluctant Duchess 06 Part 6 of a Hallmark-style romance reimagined for Literotica. This is a shorter chapter, but things go off the rails a little. Reading the prior chapters will certainly help you understand what is going on. The story is complete, and each of the seven chapters will be posted a few days apart. Thanks for reading. They sat across...
This story is really weird; I didn't intend it to be when I started it, but it got a mind of its own. If you don't like weird you shouldn't read it, and comments that it is weird (or any synonym thereof, such as creepy, eerie, bizarre, or strange) will be redundant. ************** When I was in Las Vegas on my eighteenth birthday after just graduating Hig...
Standard disclaimer; this is a serialized story, so if you haven't read the other parts up to now it won't make a lot of sense. Also for those who've been reading so far, the story takes a bit of a darker turn from here on, definitely moving into non-Consent territory, possibly branching into Erotic Horror. It doesn't get gory but like I said, definite ton...
December 31, 2011 I came down to the hotel lobby 15 minutes before I was to be picked up. I could have driven to the New Years party, but I wasn't chosen as the designated driver in my group. So I would longue here until my friends arrived, then come back/stumble back after midnight without endangering my rental car. But I had time to kill before they got...
August ### The sun was coming up when Jessie came downstairs. I hadn't yet slept. I'd taken the first shift with Sienna, sitting in the 3rd floors small kitchen, tapping mindlessly through shit on my phone and checking in on the restlessly tossing and turning, rising and puking redhead. If she stayed in the bathroom for very long or was silent, I'd peek in...
Two of Johnny Rubies' thugs manhandled Pauline onto the stage. She stood bravely before the crowd of about one hundred partygoers and mobsters. Behind her the small orchestra finished playing "The Stripper" and started up with a more modern number than emphasized the sensuous drums and walking bass. Pauline scanned the crowd again, looking for her boss -- St...
Venice. City of canals. Home to one of the most influential and wealthy merchants in human history, whose investment in the arts had created works that still lit the imagination of the world aflame. A city of beauty and history and... "Jesus Christ, look at the titties on her," I whispered as I leaned against the wall of a building that was part of the U...