Author's Foreword: This submission's details are similar to an actual event. These people definitely could live next door to the reader. Thanks for reading my work. ***** Jake Duncan was a 40-something confirmed bachelor with two fuck-buddies he dated regularly. He owned and lived in a medium rise working class condominium building in a large Northeastern...
The new studio was everything we could ask for. It became a sort of clubhouse for the growing circle of friends we'd accumulated. With the bowling alley, we had a guaranteed time-killer when things were slow. And Chris and I found an old jukebox at a flea market that an electronics whiz-kid friend restored to play CD's, giving the place even more of a retro-...
Ch. 05 song titles Pines of Rome, Movement 2 trumpet solo (Respighi) Petrushka, Ballerina trumpet solo (Stravinsky) An Unforgettable Melody Ch. 05 Mike awoke first on Monday, which surprised him; Melody had promised to wake him up at 6:30. Glancing at his clock, he saw that it was only 6:05. Guess her genie alarm hasn't gone off yet... Deciding to...
It was a sublet in the big city. I never imagined moving into someone else's apartment would open a whole new erotic world. Being offered a position with a large law firm in the city meant I needed to find housing quickly. I would be a probationary employee for six months before the firm determined if they would take me on full time. I was reluctant to sign...
*** Finally, after a week, he knew he had to go back to his place. "No....I don't want you to go Leif!" she cried when he was at her door with his guitar, and the duffle bag containing her clothes. She sounded like an adorable, spoiled little girl. He didn't want to go either. "Hey, I don't want to go either Lynne, but I've got laundry piled up. I'm...
"Fuck! Just my goddamned luck!" Though no stranger to cursing, Pam's outburst had a rare fury as her brand new MINI coasted, engine silent, to the side of the country road. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK, fuck, fuck-fuck!" The car settled to a stop. It wasn't just that her still-got-that-new-car-smell MINI had died. It had died, as her next vitriol proclaimed, "In the m...
I was rather slow when it came to dating. My love life moved at glacial speed until I met my wife. In high school I was skinny and too short to be any good at sports. At school and in the town I grew up in outside Sioux City, I got pushed around a lot by other boys, all of which translated into a lack of confidence. Particularly around women. When I got to...
(Author's note: Thanks for clicking. This is primarily a romance story, but you'll find strong themes of maturity and submission within. The first chapter contains very little in the way of sexual activity. If that's all you're interested in, skip to chapter 3. I think you'd enjoy it all much more if you read it from the top, though…) * "But... but....
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I was back in L.A and on my way to meet Ariana for lunch. The trip to Vancouver had been very productive and a lot of fun. But it was always nice to be home. I pulled up to the restaurant and left my car with the valet. The hostess led me to a table where Ariana was already waiting. She broke out in a large smile when she saw me and stood up to give me a hug...