When the SUV pulled up near the oversize garage, Shelly looked over to her manager Mark with a strained expression on her face. Without a word, her face broadcasted everything she wanted to say. "Look Shelly, we both agreed you needed to broaden your sound, this is an excellent opportunity." "Are we here because it's an excellent opportunity or because it'...
I had just stepped out of the shower that morning at roughly 7 30 ready to begin another day at the office. All I needed to do was towel off quickly then take a few minutes to blow dry my short, black hair. For the past ten years since graduating from fine arts college, I had been in business for myself making catalogs for local merchants. One is for a spo...
"I want to make love to other men." "What?!" I had just arrived home from a long day's work. "I want to make love to other men." "You want to fuck away our marriage, you mean!" She smiled deprecatingly, put her hand on my arm and spoke as if to a child, "No darling, it won't affect our marriage. You know you were my first and only lover. Now the children...
As I sat in the back of my political science class, my thoughts kept wandering to my professor. While he lectured on criminal procedure, all I could think about was what I would do to him if we were ever alone. Running my fingers through his short black hair, caressing his shoulders...When he moved on to constitutional amendments, I was picturing undressing...
Foreword: I'm going to shock a couple of you around there but I have to confess something. I'm not a big fan of Walt Disney's work of sweetening/softening/censoring the classics of juvenile literature. Peter Pan was written by J.M. Barrie and is a harsh tale on refusing to grow old, on the different figures of womanhood and ruthlessness of children. In the...
Legal disclaimer time: The people in my story are totally made up and shouldn't have any resemblance to any current or past hockey player. Once again I'm developing characters and plot, so be patient and hang in there! * Song 2 java,I love java sweet and hot, Whoops, Mister Moto, I'm a coffee pot Shoot me the pot, and I'll pour me a shot, A cup, a cup,...
The Morning After There was something . . . no someone in bed with her. Bailey let one leg stretch slowly out and her toes touched the warm flesh of another. She chewed on her bottom lip, wondering exactly what had happened last night. Had she drunk too much? Perhaps she mixed her allergy medication with a shot of tequila and lime? No, she didn't have a han...
Readers are encouraged to read the first installment of Naughty Nurse Susan before reading this chapter. ***** After ending her shift at 07:30, Susan took the elevator down to the hospital parking garage on Level I. As she stepped off the elevator she was fumbling with her car keys and was not watching where she was going. Two steps later she collided wit...
Many of my stories have an element of truth to them, this one is no different. A cheating ex of mine at one point tried to blame me for her infidelity [seriously]. As she said at the time, "You broke me in too good!" If 'Burn the Bitch' stories aren't your cup of teas then go elsewhere. Your thoughts and comments are always appreciated... There is a second...
For the last 3 years of high school, Mr. Grayson's been her math teacher. He always made sure she sat at the front of his class so that he may gaze upon her as she blossomed into the lovely young woman she's become. For a teacher and student, they are rather close though. She's gotten to know him over the years and even stays after school quite often to help...