It was a hot sticky afternoon and as I left the office to attempt the hour-long drive home I could feel my head starting to throb. It had been an awful day; my boss in marketing was on my back about deadlines which resulted in me having to work overtime for the last three weeks to complete things. I work for a company that sells health products and regularl...
"So go on Andy, what's your type?" I wasn't sure why Mike, my boss at the company I'd been working at for a year or so, was quizzing me on my love life. I assumed it was just workplace banter, but he was becoming quite insistent. I blushed brightly, always having been the shy boy, never the type to have much in the way of success with girls apart from a cou...
This is my first story! Hope you like it, ~ Squired Raisin ***** Chapter I: The Preparations "'Cmon, Rachel! There's no space left in the car!" Sam called to his friend packing upstairs. "Almost finished! There's something that I absolutely have to take!" Shrugging, Sam turned towards his other friend, Sophie. "Can you believe it? She's still packiii...
Chapter 1 Ms Zen was turning 40 in just 5 days. The prospect of 40 was depressing. The closer it got to her birthday, the more irritable she was becoming. Although she'd always had a healthy attitude towards age, she had to admit that the reality of turning 40 was far different than she expected. She was actually dreading her birthday and she had avoided ma...
By the way Alex fumbled with the lock at the front door, dropping the keys I had given him twice, it was obvious that he had been drinking. I remembered him saying earlier in the week that he had to take a client out tonight. I wondered if he drank more tonight in anticipation of coming over here. In a way I was relieved at his unsteady state. It sort of too...
He had promised that the massage would leave her completely relaxed and refreshed. She lay on the bed her perfect figure rising and falling gently as she breathed. She was wearing nothing save for an eye cover that he had kept from his last flight home from Barbados. He crouched beside her and silently started to massage each finger in turn of her right han...
Freshly showered after my mid-morning gym session, I lay on the couch with a bowl of cereal, determined to catch up on all the TV shows I had missed during the past week. Setting the air conditioning at full blast, I gazed lazily through the window and could already feel the temperature outside rising. Summer had fully settled in Sydney and today promised to...
She awakens slowly. Somehow, she is standing, her wrists cuffed, hands pulled above her. Her arms strained, stretched almost painfully tight by the weight of her own body. She finds minor relief for her arms by standing on the tips of her toes, but soon discovers that standing on her tiptoes slowly and inexorably brings aching discomfort to the muscles in h...
Although it says that I am the author, I couldn’t possibly submit this without mentioning my best pal…this is just as much your story as it is mine. The sounds of their fight resounded in his head as he lay in bed. He told himself that he didn’t do anything wrong; she was just overacting. But he knew otherwise. He had been cold and unfeeling towards her…sh...
Willie pulled the hand truck out from beneath the stack of cardboard boxes while Steve made sure they didn't tip. Every night they worked, and they always worked together, Willie and Steve hauled the enormous cardboard containers into the shopping area of the market, stacking them in front of the product destination. When that job was complete, and after a b...