A couple of weeks ago the boss calls me in and says he's got a special assignment for me. This parts warehouse in Wisconsin needs to reorganize and take inventory and I was elected to go for the week it was supposed to take. That would have been bad enough but he tells me I'll be taking this kid Dave which probably makes the job tougher. Dave is a likeable...
Helen had been looking forward to the party for weeks but now that she was actually there she felt a little disappointed – it seemed like Julian was nowhere to be found. Julian was a friend of Helen's husband, Graham – actually his best friend and co-worker – and he and Helen had been flirting shamelessly for months. As yet nothing more had really happened...
Joel Taylor sighed as the black van carrying himself and his fellow prisoner pulled quickly away from the stark concrete walls of the prison. Branscombe Wood had been his home for the last four years and was where he had assumed that he would serve out the his sentence. But there had been trouble - there usually was. The fight had not really been his fault...
The table in the Board of Directors' room at Cirrus Airlines was constructed from over twenty different varieties of hardwood trees, fitted together in such a way that the entire table looked as though it came from a single – albeit variegated – piece of wood. The table weighed over 300 pounds and encompassed nearly half the room. It sat twenty five people c...
The warmth of her body next to mine was sublime. I could not sleep. I softly stroked her silky skin as my mind constantly replayed the exquisite sexuality of what we had just shared. I knew I would not forget this night. Never. I had never dreamed of such extraordinary things happening to me. Or of how abandoned and wanton I would become. Before I was… Wel...
She knew as soon as she laid eyes on him. She couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was; his thick-as-a-carpet jet black hair, his square jaw, his dark green eyes that melancholically drooped at the outer corners, the shiny purplish shadows below them, his full well-defined lips, the way his sweater stretched taut across his chest or just the way he looked at he...
Damn you Victor! I shot my husband of almost ten years an accusatory glance. Why did he have to mess this up for me? The worst part was; he was doing this in good faith, the sweetie. I mean, how many wives wouldn't want their husband to hire an artist to paint their portrait? But, I wasn't just any wife. Portraits and other art I had solicited littered the...
I awoke with a start. Sitting bolt upright and sticking to the plastic strapping of the lawn chair, I squinted hard and tried to blink some clarity into the blazing world that I had awoken to. I reeked of booze and looking at my arms, hands and chest I realized that I was covered in beer. Hearing a familiar chuckle I strained to make out the silhouetted f...
Agatha had had a shit day at work. "Fuck you, Charles." she said out loud as she strode in through the front door, kicked off her shoes, tossed her jacket and dropped down dejectedly on to the cream sofa in the living room. All Agatha wanted was a good hard distraction fuck, and he had the audacity to be on holiday with his family. Agatha was relatively ta...
Saturday morning, as we were eating a light breakfast, he mentioned that he needed to go lift. As soon as he told me he wanted to hit the gym I knew what I was going to do to him. I packed my gym bag with calculated precision. I wanted my ass to look amazing in there. I drove, chattering away casually on the ride. He rode beside me, placid and in a good moo...