This is my submission for the Wine and Old Lace event. I'd like to thank Nora Fares and Bebop3 for giving me reads, and special thanks to my Sweet Inspiration blackrandl1958 for her advice and editing. I was working in the US Embassy in Saigon towards the end of the war. I wish I could say that I was doing something glamorous, or exciting, like a CIA operat...
It was late. Chen new that Charlie was looking at her as she bent over the table assembling the pieces of their project. They worked together at a mail order catalog company, and often worked in close proximity for very long hours, creating the layouts for catalogs. They were the only ones in the office, but that wasn't unusual. She arched her back a littl...
I met this girl who looks like a fish and smells like a fish. That's not as bad as it sounds, because I've always wanted a fishy girl. The story goes like this. I went to Vietnam for a two week vacation. I'd been there before, years earlier, and I felt nostalgic. Sounds normal, but it was supposed to be a lot more than a vacation. And a lot longer than two...
Brenda sat on the stairs, sobbing her eyes out. She had never been this alone in her life, never been this separated from the crowd. “Why did I ever tell on those stupid kids?” she asked herself between sobs. The kids in question were her former circle of friends, one of who had been her “devoted” boyfriend and Head Quarterback, Ace. At the beginning of th...
We were all instructed to get out of our clothes, put on the robe in our room and come down to the living room. I thought this is a weird way to start life in a sorority. I should back up, just a little. Although I am now in my thirties, then I was just beginning my freshman year. It was Rush Week, when all the fraternities and sororities recruited members....
Vanessa peeked at Melinda and me screwing almost every time we had sex over the next couple of months, at least as far as I could tell. Bedtime for the kids was the cue that it was show time for Melinda and Paul. Saturday nights used to be Hockey Night in Canada but for Melinda and me they became Nookie Night in Canada. I was losing track of how the team was...
(I'd like to thank the people who read this story and offered their time and talent in editing, particularly snooper and Intriguess. This story is very carefully told from the point of view of only one person. If you are wondering what the other characters are thinking or feeling then I invite you to use your imagination. If you are so inclined, please feel...
How lucky can an ordinary guy like me be? That's what I kept asking myself as I saw a few heads turning to watch me playfully caress the magnificent ass of this sexy hooker sitting next to me at the bar in a nightclub called Cuba Libre, in the Tropicana Casino in Atlantic City. But, even better, what they didn't know is that she was my wife. It all started...
Cassy always loved the way her fiancé, Bobby, looked at her – like he could never get enough. Cassy knew she was pretty – she was a part-time model – but Bobby's intense, adoring gaze always made her feel smoking hot. She knew Bobby liked having a model as a girlfriend. He liked reading the admiring comments about her looks on her online modeling profile pa...
This story takes place in the early eighties. It is a work of fiction but as in previous stories it is based on some real events and some characters I have known. It is a story about truth and consequences, love and infidelity. There is very little sex in this story. * "Yes?" I said into the phone somewhat abruptly. I was annoyed at the interruption even t...