* I am Italian, so if I say things differently than you say them, forgive me and enjoy the story anyway. * This story was written by RuggeroLastruc and edited and rewritten with permission by simaddict. * This story is fiction and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. * This story was originally posted in the Loving Wives cate...
Ever have one of those days that starts off bad, gets worse, and ends in a completely unexpected way? I had one just last week. Let me tell you about it... I went to bed way too late, got up way too early, and had a greasy sausage and egg biscuit and a cup of battery acid that was masquerading as coffee for breakfast. Drove two hours into the rising morning...
She comes over after rehearsal for a drink or two around the kitchen island. You've been talking with her for the last couple of months about our sex life- it's been no secret that there was something powerfully sexual that brought us together, but most of our colleagues, although curious, just won't ask about it. But the two of you have been friends for a v...
"Hey, bro! There is a late night industry pool party going on at Wilderness tonight. You know the place. The waitresses are all really stacked and gorgeous. Mario insists his girls have boob jobs. Remember? Let's head over tonight." Paul answered the phone in a half dazed state setting down his video game control stick. Boredom had started to take over. He...
"Hello?" "Hey there pretty kitty." "Jim! I haven't talked to you in ages...I was beginning to think you didn't care anymore." "Aw, baby, you know better than that. I just wanted to see how long I could hold out." "The fact that you held out this long is rather discouraging." He laughed on the other end. "I'm sorry hon, I know it's been awhile, truth is...
It was a bright Chicago day. A hot, semi-windy day...perfect for sailing on Lake Michigan, and that was the plan. Donny and I were on vacation that summer, and we decided to visit one of his old friends, Sam. It had been over 18 years since we saw Sam. He and Donny had been close friends since high school, and though he stood up for Donny at our wedding, I d...
Credit goes to Zaxxon for his excellent character Sarah Stevens, and to the setting of Westville High. Credit also to George_Tasker, whose brilliant re-takes of Miss Stevens led me to write this story. Finally, Linda Turner provided excellent editing assistance for this story. ----------- Westville High - The Water Park My name is Doug Waldorf, and I'm a...
"I like to have sex, sure." There was chemistry between Anne and Jack, but it had always been like that. Today was different. Today was her third visit for another photoshoot. On their third visit, he knew they liked his work, as well as him. She was a dainty brunette, and her green eyes were indicative of her type, mysterious, intelligent, and of quaint b...
It was cold and blustery outside, huge sheaths of rain drove past the window carried on a storm that forecasters said would continue into the morning. For three hours I'd sat on the edge of the bed just staring at the violence of the wind and rain glancing only occasionally at the clock on the bedside table. I was simply lost in thought and emotion as I reli...
Sara: Would you like to play a game tonight? Thomas" Sara felt a wave of excitement as she studied the words that appeared on her computer screen. A game? What sort of game did Thomas have in mind, she wondered? She leaned back in her chair, her coffee now unnoticed on the desk next to the keyboard. Had things turned suddenly sexual between her and the m...