This is story about a wife who thinks the grass is greener somewhere else, and that money is the key to all happiness. It is a fictional story, but I am sure situations like this do happen. I had fun writing this one, so I hope you like it. * Let me start with some background about my wife, and myself. My name is Shane, and I am 45 years old. My wife's na...
James arrived at twenty to eight the next morning, riding Cassie with Jason on a leading rein. As Abby was still eating breakfast, Mary asked James if he would like some breakfast as well. He eagerly accepted, walked the horses to the back of the pub, and looped the reins around the back of one of the bench's. He joined Abby at her table, immediately pinchin...
Abby had little difficulty in getting to this point on the B3227 from Taunton heading towards South Molton, and guessed that somewhere on this road she should see a sign indicating her turn. Yet as she drove further and further into Devon she became uneasy that no such sign had revealed itself. Navigation became more of a problem as she drove deeper into the...
A woman discovers she has the ability to drain the life force from others * There are no Gods. Only driven people who will themselves to be God-like. They make themselves omnipotent and indomitable. It happens all the time. A person's biggest flaw could be key to their extraordinary metamorphosis. This is not a quick, stroke story. If you allow me to set...
I arrived in Tampa looking for a fresh start. I had just gotten out of my second toxic relationship in a row. I seem to be an expert at attracting troubled women and seemed to be destined to live a lonely and turbulent life. Despite feeling newfound freedom from the second toxic girlfriend in a row I was also lonely and horny. Fortunately one problem that I...
The creators and core group of Pleasure Island meet and start building their lifelong relationship. Please note: All characters in this story are over 18 years of age and all sex between the characters are carried out in a safe and consensual manner. Chapter Two Angelique - October 2005 Evelyn Simon burst into Stephen's office late on a Thursday afte...
Three Years Ago Waves of the deepest blue he had ever seen lifted the ship high, making his stomach lurch. The sea had been growing rougher the further out from shore they sailed. A grim smile settled upon Augras' lips. No one had ever sailed this far out. It had been two months since they set out from Ruar, two months since he left his mother and father, Q...
Harry's notes: I had a hard time getting this one to finish like I wanted. Thanks butters for your editorial help, sorry to make you work so hard. :o Thank you readers for your comments on previous writes. It makes all worthwhile. ***** Voyages II: Arrival: The Hoochie Mama entered real space well off Portsmouth Prime; there was no fanfare, no grand appr...
Three PM at the coffee shop last week, I saw someone I had not seen for nine years. Monet was a woman I had hired years ago to work in the shop I ran at the time. I was not the owner, but managed a gift shop on Sutter Street at Stockton in San Francisco. She and I ran the shop nights and weekends, and she was always nice to be around. At the time, we were bo...
The Offices of Kopf & Bradley were on the fortieth floor looking down on Madison Avenue. It was Election day in the off-year as Susan Singleton and three other partners met with Edward Kincade; his executive assistant, Carrie Wilson; and Tony Greco, the governor's political advisor. Fred Bradley as the senior partner present was summarizing what the partie...