Ken got out to the estate early the next morning; in fact, he was early enough to get a good breakfast from Selena before he was allowed to go out to the barn and start to work. It took him almost 3 hours before he was confident that he could get the old tractor running. Marta was lying out by the pool in a very small bikini when he found her. Damn; he t...
I walk into the bar on SW Alaska Street just after 5pm and sit down at a table. At that point, I had not had sex for four years, one month, one week, and three days. It had been even longer since I had been out on a real date. ===== At first it was by choice, then habit. Finally fear. I didn't just avoid women, I avoided humankind as much as I co...
Barely Legal Chapter 1 I tend to date women from other countries. I've been doing it for a while. I like how feminine they are and how much more effort they put in looking their best, no matter how poor they are. One lady I dated years ago was Elena. I was 49 and she was 29. Long flowing thick brown hair, bright blue eyes, and a little thicker than most U...
Dear Shoeblossom One night, some years ago, I came home late from work, and at the time, I had a tenant, Pilcher. Pilcher has always had the hots for me, he was just a friend for the longest time, and then I found out he had two avocations--one was to move out of his parent's basement, and the other was a deep interest in BDSM I had once shared my group...
Without emotion or surprise the national news reported the start of the fourth year of the recession and that unemployment was holding at 12.5%. No one believes that. Many have given up looking or are recent graduates choosing not to start. Even medical care providers have downsized. People with jobs are holding every dollar close because they feel insecure...
This is a work of fiction; none of these people exist or make a difference anywhere but here. Similarly I have come to the conclusion that most anonymous comment posters inhabit that same dimension. Enjoy. ***** The Blanket Policy A Bit of History It all started back in the winter of '78. That epic winter featured brutal cold, ass deep snow, and biting w...
Clara was turning 40. Her friends had made a big thing of it, taking her out and celebrating with the usual amount of fake funereal trappings. It had been a hoot but now she was home and was left with it it, just left with it. She was turning 40 and was mopey about it. She wandered around fairly early that Saturday, and moped. She had a cup of coffee and j...
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 are used only for the literary purposes...
It was getting pretty close to five o'clock and it had been quite the long day. Not only had my assistant not finished the Macinrow report that was supposed to be submitted by one o'clock, but I had lost a million dollar account to a competitor I hated. Just as I began to wind things down for the end of the day, I also remember I was going home to more work...
Tiffany Adams had the face of an angel, but the devil definitely had a hand in the design of her body. The curvy 18-year old strolled through the lobby of the midtown Manhattan building where her daddy's company occupied the top floor. Standing 5 foot 6 inches high and wearing stylish Prada black leather heeled-boots that rose to her knees, but fell nearly a...