"We're out of milk," Michelle stated calmly. "You're joking," protested Suzy. Michelle shook her head. "But we can't be," Suzy almost wailed. "I checked last night before I went to bed. There was enough for coffee this morning." "Coffee sounds fine," stated Andrea as she strolled into the little kitchen, wearing an attractive lacy nightie. "I could kill...
I must have fallen asleep for a while once my crying had subsided. I came to and the bedside clock said it was a quarter to one. I just kicked off my shoes and slid under the duvet. I woke up next at quarter past seven as a crumpled heap. I sat up in bed and found I had a pounding headache. I went down to the kitchen, purposely ignoring the love note and r...
Karen flipped open the compact and grinned ghoulishly. She wiped away an errant splash of lipstick, a particularly sparkly pink, and popped her lips. The reflection moved up to her eyes. Eyeliner, mascara, eye shadow. She had the whole crew working overtime this morning, but they didn't look to be up to the job. Eduardo had insisted she stay with him, and t...
John Jarvis sat down in the outdoor lounge chair he kept on his front porch, took a match to his already full tobacco pipe and puffed rapidly on the stem to get it started. Soon, he had settled into slowly leisurely puffs and felt himself relax. This was one of those earned moments. A failed marriage, a dead mother and successful career had bought him retir...
It's the middle of the night right now. There is a spring thunderstorm going on outside. I guess that's what woke me up because it's really violent. The thunder is so loud that it shakes the walls and makes me jump. The wind is rattling the windows and howling down the chimney. The lights have blinked off a couple of times already. I hope they don't go out b...
My mouth wrapped around the head of Tony's big, heavy cock. So warm and smooth was my first thoughts. He moaned approvingly and I began to move my head back and forth with his hand still on the back of my head. This wasn't too bad, I thought. I could taste a bit of sweetness, which I now realize was precum. Each thrust of Tony toward me pushed a bit deeper a...
Natalie Murphy was a rather reserved young woman. 21 years old, a shapely feminine jawline, plump lips, and sexy dark eyes, but given that she wore conservative clothing, little to no makeup, her hair in a ponytail, and had spent her high school and college years largely in the library, it meant that her social skills were a little lacking, and her romantic...
Working as a landlord, you're never happy when the phone rings. People don't call just to say everything is working great, or that they're going to be early with the rent money. When the phone rings, it is almost certainly bad news. And when Zulema calls, you better clear the rest of your day. Zulema is a tallish attractive Colombian-born woman in her mid t...
I was almost burned out. Years of corporate business had made me grumpier and more tired than ever. It was the right moment for a pause, an interlude. With no free time outside my office - I had no family, no love affair - my life was just a dry line of working hours. I used my apartment just to sleep at night. My bank account was full, with more money than...
Like some of the other stories, this is part true and part fiction, though this one is mostly fiction as the title might imply. If you want to psychoanalyze my work, call this one an attempt to imagine the alternate world I would have been in had it happened this way. The summer between my Sophomore and Junior years in college I met a fascinating woman, Sha...