*Please, please, please leave a comment if you liked it! * She could hear herself screaming, her voice laced with despair. Why, Goddess? Why? Why take me now when I've just learned about the pleasures of life? Why... The breath was choked out from her lungs as she gulped in a mouthful of water, then another, then another. Water seeped into her nostril...
'Ah,' Willow thought. 'It's good to be out of Sunnydale. Even if it is for a few days.' Willow had read about this amazing computer seminar and thought that it would be great to get away from everyone for a while. For some reason, the gang had been acting like a bunch of whiny brats lately and Willow could stand it any more. So she decided to leave Sunnydal...
"So we're agreed on these?" Susan Mayer asked her friends, Gabby Solis and Bree van de Kamp. The three of them were sitting at Susan's kitchen table drinking coffee, clustered around a laptop. Gabby nodded. But Bree paused, frowning, "I'm not sure, let's have another look." Susan pressed a button and the first photo came up. It was of Bree and Susan from...
What you are about to read is a true story, near as I can recall, although the names and some locations have been changed to protect the guilty. This incident happened 15 years ago, and is the single craziest thing my wife and I have done sexually in a marriage that is now pushing 25 years. We are now in our late 40s, and a lot has changed since that time....
Oh boy. I guess I knew that it could happen any time – I just never really thought it would. What happens now, well only time will tell. It's a little bit of a nervous feeling, but, you know, I do like being on that edge. A few years ago, I was working with a group of younger, right-out-of-college sales reps. This was a particularly horny bunch of kids;...
Forever looking for opportunities or creating them, Wong had subtly but constantly been dropping hints to his foreign maid that he wanted to get to know her better. In the morning especially during breakfast, he had often caressed her thighs and buttocks when she laid his food at the table. The woman had not pushed his hands away, but neither had she respond...
This is a true story, I swear, up to a certain point. It then becomes a fantasy of what may have happened, had things continued. Conversations are repeated as closely as I can remember them. Some names and locations have been changed to protect the guilty. ---------------------------------------------------------- I love my wife, but due to various reason...
Steve was busy preparing their meal; he'd volunteered to cook on this Saturday night. He enjoyed being chef and was reflecting the past few days, meeting Hazel that kitchen. "Hazel? I presume? Sorry about delaying meeting you! I'm on a slightly tight schedule; Marion told you?" smiled Steve extending a hand of friendship. Hazel's hand was soon in his, it w...
This is my first story submission, after years of reading these I thought I'd give it a try. It's a fictional account, but the characters are loosely based on people I know. This story will detail a decades-long affair between a man and the wife of his best friend. Timeframe will skip around from present day to past points in the relationship in order to bet...
Chapter 2, Echoes "Bravo, what's your status?" Mister O called out into his radio with a stressed voice. It was just Mister O and one other team member in a dark abandoned building at a desolate ghost-town village. "Reaper, you picking up anything?" Mister O asked his fellow team member. "Negative, Chief," he responded, "It's been radio silence since both...