Friday, I learn The Twins have tickets for a Norwegian heavy metal band. I look forward to a quiet evening alone at the hostel, reading Kerouac's On the Road. But before the night is over, Anne Black and Sugar Magnolia have both found me and made the most peculiar requests. Anne arrives first. "Jason?" she asks, introducing herself. "I'm Anne Black. Robe...
Things were shaping up. All week since the harem girl night Marcus had been the perfect gentleman. They'd met for lunch twice, and on the second occasion he'd invited her old Human Relations boss and some of the clerical staff. Valerie got to wave her ring around under everybody's noses. Since the big dinner was scheduled for Friday Marcus begged off on an a...
Linda and I were childhood sweethearts who went on to marry in our early twenties, and that's coming up on fifteen years ago. We were each other's first and only lovers and, I suppose like almost everyone, we sometimes wondered what we might have missed. In fact we have sometimes considered the possibility of swinging, if only to find out what another partne...
Three friends. Best friends. School teachers with the summer off. North Carolina, hotter than Hades. Charlene, with an old family tie to the slender islands known as the Outer Banks, found a beach house to rent, through a friend of a friend. A four bedroom though they'd only need three, the three friends all bringing their husbands, of course. The house is j...
Author's note: This is my very first attempt at writing and publishing a story. I do have other chapters I wish to add if this one if received well enough. I do have to give a special thank you to AmberXX for providing editing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Al, the husband of my best friend, Kim, was pumping...
'So are you looking forward to the weekend trip?' Clare asked the next morning. She was sitting in bed, the crisp white sheets covered just up to her navel. She was reading a book on sailing, obviously looking forwards to the weekends yacht trip. The book mostly covered her breasts but I lay and admired her anyway. 'Sure, it will be fun, Pascal and Veroniqu...
This is a series of stories about the women of a company that uses a paw print as its logo. I make no representation as to the truth of these stories or who they may or may not represent. * I first met Caroline's husband Ed working in the supply department. He was sort of a quiet guy, about 5' 6" or so, and seemed to work hard at his job. I knew his wife w...
Steve and Lisa pulled up to the bar that they had agreed to meet Brooke and George. Parking looked a bit on the scarce side, so Steve pulled up to the valet who opened Lisa's door as Steve got out and took the ticket from the valet's extended hand as he made his way quickly around the car to drive off. Steve walked up next to Lisa, slipped his arm around her...
Josh is eyeing, with slightly bleary suspicion, a brightly colored thimble of liquid the barman just deposited in front of him. Throbbing music is pounding from thin ribbons of speakerfilm dangling like flypaper, strung liberally from wildly coruscating light fixtures. He's found refuge in a booth at the edge of the club, taking a break from the throng of of...
Author's note: As promised in the first instalment, I wrote this because I got some good feedback. Some of it was good enough to result in a character :) I am always open to taking submissions from people who want to be in one of my stories. Not that this has happened before, but I liked doing it, so I'd like to do it again. I wrote this in essentially th...