Richard looked at the time again. It was getting late. He was beginning to wonder why his wife, Monica was taking so long. He could smell the sweat scent of her perfume beginning to linger in the living room. She always smelled good and looked so inviting regardless what she was wearing. Richard finally decided to see what was keeping her. Monica was busy s...
Dr. Hunter greeted us with an expectant smile and quickly ushered us into our chairs. "So I'm eager to hear what's been happening," she started. "Did you two end up trying out the club, or decide against it?" Melissa spoke up quickly. "We went three times," she announced, giggling a bit when she said it, as if surprised at our audacity. Dr. Hunter's eyes...
I stared in shock at the stack of hundred-dollar bills. They hadn't been on my dresser that morning when I left for work. Fear made me back out of the room. Was someone still in there? I didn't have anything of value. More questions tumbled through my brain. None had answers. I ran to the kitchen where I set my purse when I got home. Expecting to see my cell...
Thanks to whoredinarygirl for editing help. Anything screwed up is probably because I didn't listen to her. ***** The truth is rarely pure and never simple. Oscar Wilde Zoey was a Lieutenant in the Navy. She was also multi-orgasmic. It was one of her many endearing features and I loved to indulge myself in seeing how many times and in how many ways I cou...
This story is a mixture of real life events and events that could have happened. At the time I'm glad they didn't, but now I kinda wish they had. ***** It was the late 1970's and a young man name Jack had been an 18 year old for less than six months. He was thin, only about 135 pounds, with dark brown wavy hair that fell just below his shoulders and a nat...
A number of the situations have been inspired by some of the small band of authors whose work I immensely admire. I have attempted to occasionally incorporate a flavour of their imagination in this story, in tribute to them. Without their inspiration, this story would not have been told. This is the final chapter.... CHAPTER 11: THE FINAL TABLE Daniel w...
I smiled as I came awake slowly. There were arms wrapped about me and legs tangled with mine. It had been sometime since I woke up like that; not since several months before the divorce over a year ago. My smile broadened at the warm, soreness between my legs as I stretched a bit. My company protested and drew me back into his burly arms. I shook my head iro...
The common room was nearly empty as Reno lazed across the marble floors. Most of the employees were up, showered and had already eaten breakfast, including Rude who sat on one of the sofas, absorbed in a magazine. Reno had taken his time and allowed Rude to get out of bed before he did, shower before he did, and eat breakfast without him. If he wasn't allowe...
With the help of an old con artist-card sharp, a young husband creates the perfect setup to con his bitch of a wife into a divorce on his terms. But there is always a joker in the deck and things don't turn out exactly as he had planned. This story goes into a LOT of detail about a game of five-card stud, jokers wild. If you aren't into card games, it might...
Thursday Ryan leaned against the wall next to the band room door. Same two coffee cups in his hands. Same bag slung over his shoulder. Same early hour in the morning, 6:30, when no one ever showed up in this part of the building. Except Ms. K. He was already hard, but his balls tightened, thinking about her. Everything might look the same from the outside,...