Everyone depicted in a sex scene in this story is at least 18 years of age. * I freely admit that I was on the prowl. New to town, fully immersed in my new job and needing a release from the pent-up pressures making good at it from the start brought on. Sexual release, that is. Accordingly, my attire that night blended with that need. I wore a light cot...
The end came quickly. The virus spread across the world so fast that no one had time to prepare or counter it's effects. Some survived, but very few. The world was littered with ghost towns and the detritus of a collapsed society. My wife and I some how survived. Apparently we were part of the lucky, or maybe unlucky, few to have been immune to the effects o...
"Do you want a cup of tea?" my wife asks. "Yes please." "Green?" "Of course." It's a bright and breezy Summer's day. I'm sitting at my writing desk by a window overlooking the garden, a scene quickly blurring into abstract velvety blocks of colour resembling a Rothko field painting as I turn my vision nostalgically inwards, idly reflecting upon the event...
Hi everybody. My name's Bill. Let's get something straight, off the top. I've always been a very sexual being. I mean, in high school and college I dated as much as possible. Most times I was going with another girl before I finished with my current girl. Sometimes I got them together. Then I met Cindy my senior year at Laurier. Cindy was a doll. Fucking go...
Chapter Twelve – See Dick Cum "Come on Martie, get up!" I screamed through the door as I kept pressing the doorbell. She was a notorious sleeper, and apparently she had forgotten that we were going to have coffee this Saturday morning. I had been ringing and knocking on her door for over five minutes to no avail. I am sure the neighbors were about ready to...
Patricia decided that she was tired of living at home with her parents. She had moved back home after college until she could find a job and get back on her feet. But now that she had been working for a year and saving up her money, she felt that she was ready to take the next step and start looking for a place to live. She really wanted to buy a place, and...
What day is it?" the man asked in passable Spanish. "Sabado," the young boy cleaning his windshield said with a laugh. Saturday. Lee had been on the road for 7 days if his hung over brain was working correctly. The week was a blur of driving and drinking himself into a stupor nightly. Lee had been traveling alone and well off the tourist path. The whole s...
This may well be the start of an on going series. So I hope you all enjoy it, as with any of my stories feedback and e-mails are always welcome. ------------------------------------------- Sam sat his desk working over the spreadsheets for the past couple of days when the call came in. He grabbed the phone at the other end it was Mister Sanderson, the head...
Joslyn was pleased with her efforts as she scanned the kitchen, dining area, and living room. She was not a person to leave her home in a mess. The kitchen was clean, the dirty dishes and pots were in the dishwater. The countertops wiped down and the trash removed. The glass tabletop in the dining area was set for two. The living area with a 7-foot couch and...
Bradley's Tale It had been three weeks, but Bradley was still acting dumped. He didn't stay at home in pajamas, or get hideously drunk and sleep around, but he was mopish and anti-social and irritated whenever anyone tried to show sympathy. It didn't make sense, either, because when he thought about Shelley he only remembered her obnoxious habits and her pa...