At last we were alone in her house. We had been out for a night out with work colleagues and had got drunk. Sophie had invited me back for coffee. We had done this before and just talked endlessly into the night about everything from politics to musical taste and occasionally sex. Nothing more had ever happened. We were both married and it was just fun and c...
Chapter 07: Insanity. "Hmphhh... hmphh..." moaned a defeated, fragile James. What happened was nothing less than a rape, a punished crime, although without any sexual act. And were those girls having any remorse? No. They laughed, giggled, and rubbed it in, going as far as physically preventing him to get the smallest breath of non-intoxicated air. In his...
I'd just gotten home from errands when the bell rang. I answered and there stood little Jimmy, a shy 18-year-old from the neighborhood. He smiled. "Hi, Mrs. V!" he said brightly. "Just wondering if you needed, uh, help with anything?" I laughed. I'm 68, a good-looking single, retired blonde school teacher with willowy, lean body, and this little buck was h...
Author's note: This is the largest story I have ever written. Its name has changed three times and the plot is nothing like I envisioned. I hope you enjoy it. The Link Chapter 1 - Sam I needed God. It was hypocritical of me since I never believed. I couldn't fathom his existence, so I ignored the issue altogether in the past. If God wished me to know of h...
For three hours after breakfast, Ike met with the writers and outlined the new perspectives and how the three series would fit together. Up until that meeting, all the work had been on the three scenes per episode series that was just about to be aired the first time. That afternoon, Ike got to be himself overseeing a stunt for the serial. It was a fun thing...
Bobby Phillips was an eager young man of 20, working his way through college, picking up summer jobs at any place he could, mowing lawns, moving furniture, fixing things around houses in the upscale neighborhood near his, one a little more downtrodden on the other side of town. He got work by word of mouth mostly. That's how he found himself in Beth Atkins...
As I sat inside my morning Creative Writing class with Professor Morrissey, I started to feel nervous because it was approaching the time when we'd have to share some of our poetry with the class. "Who wants to start?" Professor Morrissey said standing at the front of the class in a gray suit. He was in his late fifties with well-trimmed gray hair, but he...
Oh, the sun! It seems I have not seen it forever. Now, you have opened the drawer and the morning sun spills over me and the socks. I pause for a moment to pray to the vibrator Gods that you have opened to door to retrieve me and not a pair of socks. The fates could not be so cruel. And then your hand brushes against me and I shiver in my sock sleeping bag....
Back at work in the new year, I was missing Sophia's horny body. A sight for sore eyes amongst the chaotic views of site work. She turned up all overalls and paint rags one lunchtime at the end of the first week. I was mortified when she took her bag of used nylons away with her. I had missed her naughty little body and her cheeky ways but to have a little...
While I am very in love with myself, it's not that uncommon for me to seek worship from other willing parties. I'm frequently online searching out men and, much more rarely, women, who are enthusiastic about showing me the reverence I deserve. The gender doesn't matter to me, because I'm not really doing anything to them anyway. Most of the time when I meet...