Prologue: Post-game Jean Grey peeled the synthetic leather costume from her body, ignoring the aches and pains that came with her chosen profession. Once free from her salty flesh, her clothes found their own way to the cleaning bin, held aloft by the distracted power of her amazing mind. She stepped into the shower, and let the water carry away the sweat...
This is a sequel to my first work "By His Reputation." I want to thank my friends and readers who reviewed it so well and provided some necessary critical feedback. I would not have continued to write without your support. A man of his word, Alexander Page left the bedroom carrying the young woman's clothing to place into his washing machine. As he started...
Laura, my wife and I went and visited New York City. After we arrived it didn't take us long to become somewhat scared to death of NYC. We pulled off a beautiful freeway and down a long and winding off ramp lined with stately trees, and found ourselves smack in the middle of a destitute community with people milling about looking homeless, and dirty. At a st...
Unfortunately there is no gratification in submission (although there might be some themes suitable for a good imagination). If you happen to like this and haven't read the first chapter, I'd suggest you read the first. (Thank you to Lit for story tags, I always go blank when I submit.) Also I hope everyone had a great new year! -- "Why?!" Lexa squared he...
What a waste of a good suit. Not that I hate my job, I'm actually glad to have it. I ignored my studies in college enough to make All-Conference in ice hockey three years in a row. Unfortunately that left me woefully unprepared for a real job, as all I knew was hockey. Being to small to earn a living playing (5 foot 10 and a buck sixty five) I was lucky eno...
Irene checked her watch and silently pleaded for the subway to go faster. The new high heels she had bought for today dug into the backs of her heels, drawing sharp lines of pain on her delicate skin. Her legs cramped from nervousness and fatigue of standing in the same position for the last twenty minutes. So many seats, why had no one offered her one? A ma...
It had been a tough but interesting four days for David on his first management course. His company had been good enough to send him along as a precursor to a full time course that he hoped would prove a key career step for him. He had been surprised on the evening he arrived to be introduced to the course tutor, a petit and attractive thirty-something dre...
Dan pondered, was Mae's drunken challenge worth taking? In the brief silence in the conversation Dan looked out at the lights twinkling across the bay and at the harsh street lights of the harbour were reflected down the coast. The gentle verbal sparring continued on the now moonlit sea front seat outside the Mae's flat on the empty promenade. Dan smirked a...
WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. The a...
The dream starts the same way every time. I'm lying in bed, in my bedroom. It's night-time, but I'm not asleep; I don't think I've woken up, and ... and it feels like I've been waiting, lying in bed sort of ... waiting. The TV is always on, but it's in black and white; it's reruns of something, some old sitcom. And then, sort of ... suddenly, it's just sta...