John awoke, but struggled to stay in that drowsy cosy feeling. Warm gentle sunlight was just beginning to glow through the blinds and the bed felt so nice and comfortable. His wife lay in bed next to him facing him, her slumbering face so peaceful and she was doing that cute breathing thing again. He just wanted to lay here soaking her in. He knew he was a...
Alex thought the idea seemed a little sketchy. At least until Mark showed him the text messages from Julie. "Are you watching us yet? Do you like the pink ones? Or are they better off?" "So this is a weird sex thing for them?" Alex asked as the two guys crawled through the hedge row. "Nah, it's not weird," Mark's voice answered in a whisper. "Well, maybe i...
Christy sat up in bed and glanced over at the clock. It was eight in the morning and the sun was streaming through the bedroom window. She stretched her arms and rolled over to see that Chris was still sleeping. She sat up, not wanting to wake Chris yet. Her phone buzzed and she glanced at it. It was Patty. "I assume Chris is still coming over today to clean...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is 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 are...
—To the comeback kid in all of us.— * Hair blow-dried into submission. Check. Gold, smoky eyes; baby pink lips. Check. Sascha stared at the two piles of clothes on the bed. The first one was too casual for a dinner with the boss and co-workers; the second, too professional for the night of dancing to follow. She had to hurry; Liya would be here soon. The...
I'm finally getting settled in my new place. I have just moved to LA from Kansas a couple weeks ago and had been set up in an apartment by the sales office at the advertising agent who had hired me right out of college. I was so excited to be in a real city and it was so much different from the rural area I had grown up in. College had been fun and I had don...
"Boom" chapter archive (through Boom 20) translated by Hiroko: I can tell you about a different man I saw, also before Mitchell, of course. His name was Nat. I decided to write about us in the third person, not using "I" but "she" for myself. Maybe that makes the story clearer. And it's past, after all. Poof part 1 This is the story, a short one, of...
Just a heads up, this story got rather long because it transpires during most of a summer. There was no natural place to break it up, so I just made it one long story. I introduce some new characters that will be a part of stories to come. I hope you will enjoy this segment and will continue reading as I add to the ongoing saga of Jane and Tony. ***** Than...
"Ed, you can't be serious? I haven't missed a day of work in what? Fifteen years? I'm out for a week with a terrible cold complete with fever, chills, and night sweats, for heaven's sake, and you're letting me go? Really?" "Janice, I really am sorry, but it's all about ratings. You know that, right? It isn't personal. It's business. We brought Ariel in whil...
"Hey. Wake up." The voice was an annoying buzz on the very periphery of Roland's cognizance. He ignored it, hearing nothing but the vague mumblings of a half-congruous fantasy in the murky darkness of his psyche. He felt so tired. His body was an aching contradiction. "Roland." The voice said, a crusty grate that scratched against his senses as he dreamt of...