This was it. This was the weekend she had waited for, had longed for, for so long. They had finally found a way to slip away from their respective spouses and business responsibilities, and now found themselves together, deliciously alone. The conference was a cover, of course, but they had dutifully attended the boring panels, had pretended interest at the...
It was a cold and rainy night and Nancy had been driving for hours. She was heading home to attend her sister's wedding. She hadn't been home in a few years, and was excited about seeing everyone and spending some time with her little sister before her big day. Her sister promised not to tell anyone when she would arrive. They both wanted her return to be a...
copyright 2012 by Madengineer3 "Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad" (Latin: Quem deus vult perdere, dementat prius) "Mills of the Gods, Grind exceedingly slow, But grind exceedingly fine.", attributed to Euripides * Chad was sort of a useless human being. Unfortunately not only was he a miserable person but he had wealth and position that...
San Diego is a wonderful place, even in the winter. Thanksgiving and Christmas have a different kind of feel when you are surrounded by palm trees, beaches and beautiful women. The lack of snow, and cold weather is fine with me, after all, I live on a boat and have good reason to avoid miserable winters. The first time I was there was in the winter of 1975....
He hated grocery shopping. The crowds, the crappy music the store played over its PA system, the interminable waiting in the checkout lane. So this time he tried something different, and came late. It was after eleven, on a Wednesday night. Most of the lights in the supermarket were dimmed, the freezer cases were dark, the produce section was gloom-filled, t...
This is a chronicle based on another of my life's happenings. Any embellishment of the facts as they happened is purely an enhancement for the pleasure of the reader's mind. I have purposely masked the participants to protect their anonymity. The sisters were as they are portrayed. The time frame is accurate as is the location. Hope you enjoy this snapshot o...
Chapter 5. Coughlin's Learning Curve "I think it time you got out of those clothes, Argie," Doctor Coughlin said smoothly. But Argie was still locked away in the never-never land of orgiastic bliss and didn't hear a word he said. So, as she was still basking in the afterglow of her orgasm, he quickly removed her sweater and grinned when he saw she wore a t...
Traci still couldn’t believe that a fabulous guy like Tommy Harper would want to take her to the small beach by the isolated lake near campus. She was an eighteen-year-old freshman and he was a junior, almost twenty-one. They both ran on the cross-country team and had quickly become friends. Well, OK, they were more than that. And tonight Traci hoped to once...
I hope you enjoy this story for my Winter Holiday Contest entry. If you do, please vote on it and send me your feedback. All notes to me will be responded too promptly. I love feedback, and appreciate your time in reading my work. Happy Holidays!! S.T. * * * * * My name is Trixie. I know it sounds like a stupid name except for one small fact; I'm an elf....
"So what are you going to do this morning to keep from foundling yourself and jacking off?" I sputtered into my coffee. My SLA sponsor didn't fuck around. "Well good morning to you too." "Well, answer the question." His voice wasn't quite a harsh. "I'm not going to look at porn on my phone." "Good answer. What about after work?" "I'm going to go straight...