ALL CHARACTERS ARE ADULTS. A brisk south wind swept Washington Street as I walked to the livery stable to get my horse. I planned for a long ride into the country to see a snake-bite patient. Drought conditions existed at the time, and the cool winter temperatures were long past due. The wind felt good against my skin. But as I neared the stable it look...
Author's Note: This is the first is a series of stories of those fabled people that travel constantly on their jobs, the Road Warriors. Each story is unique, with different characters, locales and plots. I will consider opening this series up to other authors on request. An explanatory note: in much of the story the dialog mostly takes place in Spanish. I...
I woke up in a groggy state, a headache from the drinks last night dulling my senses. "Ugh," I grunted as I rolled over. Beside me lay my boyfriend, AJ Bowman. He lay on his back, snoring gently. I nestled my nude body against his and drifted back to sleep. I woke up again about a half hour later. My right leg was draped over AJ's lower waist, and I rolled...
This is part 8 of my Journal. I started writing it when I made a bold decision to change my life. I left my dull existence in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a man in the East Midlands of England. It is a decision that I will never regret. I have never been so happy and never had so much pleasure. Vanessa Week commencing November 23 As...
One of the advantages to leaving the office late is that you don't have to fight for space on the elevators going down to the parking garage. You also don't have to worry about your car being clipped by one of your coworkers' vehicles in the crush to all reach the exit ramp to the street first. You place your neatly-folded but rumpled suit on the back seat n...
The buxom maid I was consorting with at the time had the annoying habit of beating on me and whinnying like a colt every time she reached a climax in our frenzied love-making, an off-putting sound when one is doing his best to horse the young lady properly and quietly so as not to rouse suspicion in the house. After her third or fourth neighing spasm of the...
Mary put an arm around Ella's shoulders as they walked toward the restaurant and gave her an affectionate squeeze. "Not worried about them are you?" "Not really," Ella replied. "Dona-louisa has a reputation for being discrete, and I don't think she or her horny friend will damage the merchandise, if you know what I mean. What about you? Are you worried abo...
In a few instances Spanish phrases appear to add drama to the story. Incorporated into the story, as part of the dialog, are simple translations to help the reader understand. ******** "What do you mean you plan to use MY house?" Howard's voice challenged Santos. "Ah, I am to meet my associates. I like the use of this house. I would let you think, perhaps...
I recently retired, and me and my wife of eighteen years moved into our dream home in southern Florida. We stay in shape by walking every day and playing golf. Sandi is several years my junior, and while we're both in shape, she looks traffic; long dark hair, a slim firm body, and pretty features that includes kissable pouty lips. I've grown a little gut bec...
Introduction, this is a 4 part fictional story, told from a woman's perspective. Its about horny old ladies, going to a fraternity house, to get their rocks off. Think modern day, with 1970s frat house etiquette. Some sexual violence, and racial slurs, along with a pathetic attempt for comedy. Special thanks to Brian Griffin from Rhode Island for editing. Br...