"But Karl, he's an asshole. You know I think he's a prick! All he does is try to look down my top or stare at my ass..." Elizabeth Alexander replied to her sweet boyfriend of just over three years as she held the phone to her ear with her shoulder while unpacking the brown bags full of groceries -- if she put them away a little harshly...well, she was just t...
"Seventeen-Twenty-Five from dispatch," squawked the radio. Liz Harrison, our lead dispatcher, was working the day shift in the communication center. I always loved it when Liz was working dispatch, instead of stuck in her office supervising. Liz had a silky, smoky voice that would make any 1-900 phone sex girl envious. I keyed the button on my lapel mike f...
---Week 4 -- Wednesday--- Slumping into the passenger seat of my sports car, exhaustion swept over me. It had been a long, hard day with all those training sessions and stuff. Mostly, though, it had been a total mind screw. The realization that Shelly, the consulting firm's secretary, was another office bimbo. Woah! Stunner! It left me so shocked and dumbs...
This is my third contribution to the Summer Lovin' contest 2019. Please remember to vote at the end and thanks for taking the time to read. I hope you'll enjoy my version of an enemy to lover's romance. Note! Night crabbing is allowed in some countries but forbidden in others. The crabs referred to here are 'Cancer pagurus', a species that lives in the Nort...
Author's Notes: In Part 4 Ben gets a little help from his friends... and more than a little loving. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** Chapter 15 Ben sat in his living room with tears slowly rolling down his cheeks. Hannah sat on the ottoman in front of him. When she'd arrived first thing in...
We have a saying in the area where I grew up and still live; if you don't like the weather, hang on a minute. The people giving the weather on the news are viewed as something of a joke, through no fault of their own really. The fact is that if a wind whips down out of the North Pole or up from the gulf, there is just nothing to stop it or even slow it down...
Gentle Reader: Thank you for reading "Sometimes Love is Not Enough", the first submission of this story. Your comments and votes were appreciated. I felt it was only fair that Janice be able to tell her side of the story. As you know, the first part of this story is in first person, his point of view. This part of the story is in first person, her point of v...
The Lesbian Misadventures of Parker Posey, 'Don't Call Me Indie Film Queen Heh heh hello! Thank you for taking the time to read this, my first story! And while it is my first, I've had years of writing experience in wrestling role playing leagues. I'm an amateur only in a sense. I've worked hard here to write a sexy story that'll be enjoyable to you all,...
Thank you all for everything you've said about my stories, I really appreciate it. Here's another one that I hope you all enjoy. It is a fictional story, as are all of my tales so; be sure to remember that anything CAN and usually DOES happen in a fictional tale. Oh, and don't forget to vote; and remember that, as always, I pray that you all find peace and G...
Once upon a time in a land, far, far away lived a young woman by the name of Isabella. She lived happily in the Kingdom with her mother and father. Her mother was a seamstress and her father was a jewelry craftsman. Her parents complimented each others designs with creating custom dresses and jewelry which there would ever be, one of a kind. While growing up...