"NO! Damn it Roger I don't want to just take off and lay around the damn beach with you. I'm sick of Miami and have more important things to do than traipse all around the country with you. That's all you want to do any more. We're young. We need to live it up before it's too late. I'm sick of you telling me I can't go out with my friends. I have a life and...
Copyright © 2018 by Richard Gerald I promised this story to Randy Black for her Sharing and Caring day, but I found myself in the hospital at the end of November. I've been furloughed out until the end of December, so I took the opportunity to finish this before I spend another week getting woken every four hours and turned into a pin board. I tried to f...
June 1 7:38 p.m. I'm already fucking sick of this and it's just begun. It's been 13 hours of staring at trees and houses and highway...for what? To get to some stupid resort where the boys can swim and Allen can bitch about how expensive everything is. Don't get me wrong, I love my kids and my husband, but the boys could just as easily swim in the neighbor...
Thirty five. Judith was 35 years old. While her best friend had put together a small party of their mutual society friends, Judith just was not in the mood to celebrate. The mood had been building for several weeks now, culminating with this impromptu party. Here she was, dressed in her best Bitch blacks, looking indescribably edible with her red hair l...
"Kay, I'll come by Monday evening to set the camera up again and show you how to connect it to my phone," I said. "I hope it's not too complicated," Kay remarked. "It's rather simple," I replied reassuring her. "What are you two planning?" Stephanie asked. Without thinking Kay began explaining, "I've called the contractor who's handling the remodelin...
A mixture of sexual excitement and nervousness surged into Dave Summer's veins as he sealed the box shut. He couldn't believe he was actually going through with this. Everyone who knew Dave would be shocked that he would be involved in such a plot. By all outward appearances Dave was a regular guy. He had a good job at a management consulting firm, a nice ho...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Thanks to amarriedguy408 for editing. ***** Leila was seated at her desk wearing the typical office attire: a plum purple, buttoned down blouse with the top three buttons undone so that the smallest peek of her black lacy bra was visible. It was tucked into a black pencil skirt that was hugging the curves of her hips and ass as if it were designed for her....
Maja Allen. The bus slowed to a stop and I jumped off. There was a light drizzle and I suddenly wished I'd brought a coat. I'd just needed to get away. I walked up the neat suburban street and knocked on the door of the end house. I heard movement inside, then the door opened. "Maja! What a lovely surprise," said Albert. He shuffled back to let me in,...
Maggie was working up a good sweat toiling away in her garden this hot summer day -- and from knowing that the neighbor's grandson, Chris, a handsome young 19-year-old, was watching from the other side of the fence separating the yards. She smiled to herself, bending over as often as possible in her tiny jean cutoffs, revealing the rippling, sinewy backs of...