"You are a lucky guy, let me tell you..." I couldn't help but feel uneasy as Chester laid back in the beach chair in front of me, sipping his drink as he pushed his sunglasses against his face. I looked at my watch. I had only been there for a few minutes, and I already wanted to leave. It was one thing to be in the presence of a wealthy couple, but it was...
I finished loading box #35. Who would believe the amount of crap you can collect over twenty five years? Well, really thirty two but twenty five in this house. Some of it easy to toss. Some of it not so much. Memories. Man, they stack up. Just like the boxes lining the garage. But, life has changed. I mean really changed. Thirty two years of marriage gone i...
We were looking forward to Roy's new job and living in the South, away from most of the cold and snow. So, our relocation from Buffalo to Atlanta was looked forward to by us both. Well, with one exception - the move. I'm sure you would get agreement with basically all of mankind if you asked each person on earth if they enjoyed moving. Little else would get...
Rob had opened the morning post, and the usual stuff was there; bills, circulars, advertising. A letter from his bank seemed a little different, because it offered all sorts of free gifts to thank him for his overdraft! One of the offers was a free days membership of Banantynes' Gym, and so he tore off the promotional code and thought about, perhaps, having...
Copyright 2011 by madengineer3 This is based upon the true story of a friend of mine. Most of the major details are true. Enough has been changed to protect the identity of the people involved. * You could have called me a typical middle class man with some real emotional issues. My name is John, and I was working in a medium sized city as a "white collar...
It was a Friday night, and I was dressed to fuck. I wore a pink bra, matching panties and black high-heels. It didn't matter to me if someone pounded my ass or if I did the pounding. As long as my partner dressed up like a girl and held nothing back, I was down for anything. I turned on the computer in my living room and checked my email to see if anyone ha...
Margaret Sanderson, Vice President and director of marketing for PLEEZE ME Products had been reprimanded for her apparent deficiency in developing innovative new merchandize. The CEO, Stephen Miller, indicated he would give the young, ambitious and beautiful MBA one last chance. “Either do it, Margaret, or I will have no choice but to ask for your resigna...
The sun hadn’t yet arisen when Tracey and Buttercup were woken by Zeta, who was naked like everyone else, slightly podgy with a mass of black curly hair which flowed in ringlets to half-way down her back. She stood at the doorway with a very broad grin looking at the two girls whose only source of warmth through the night had been from each other’s closely e...
The void elves position in Stormwind was swiftly established. As Xal'atath had wanted, they were put under her command. Rather than worship her as the eldritch manifestation of dark power she was supposed to be, the Old Goddess became an idol of sexuality. Her pervertness and loyalty to her master became the highest values of the deeply tainted people. The...
Suzie snuggles up against me and curls up even more closely as daybreak brings the first glimmers of dirgy, melancholy, drizzly Seattle November light into the room as the clock moves past 7 am. I've been awake for about an hour now, for the most part, even though we didn't get to bed until just a few hours earlier, and my head just pounds. Even with the lac...