*Note to readers: This is the second story I've written which has nothing to do with my own life. The first was Live Free or Die. All of my other stories are based on personal experiences. I work as an aeronautical engineer on a Navy base in Virginia supporting the F-18 Super Hornet. As such, I've had the opportunity to meet many fighter pilots. Most a...
"Mark, do you think this dress is nice enough for tonight? After all, we are dining with one of the richest men in the world. I don't want to come across as a country bumpkin," asked Anne Wright of her husband. "I can't believe he wants us to dine with him." "Your dress looks fabulous," Mark replied. "I did him a big service on a contract he was negotiatin...
Chapter 1 – The First Good Hand Written by Saber6, Inspired by Angeleyes Dedicated to all of us who are beyond the prime of our lives, but are still enjoying the prime of life – whose bodies are no longer perfect or even beautiful anymore on the outside, but still possess the spirit and passion of lust on the inside. Enjoy! Angel and Bill had been seeing...
Author's Note: I wasn't sure where to put this, so I picked the Romance category, although it might fit better in Erotic Couplings. Okay, right off the bat, if you have a problem with firearms, go read something else. You'll be a lot happier and so will I. An appreciation for the tool and its collectability is part of the protagonists' shared common interest...
Chapter 1: Crossing Rivers Damn, the word 'Eviction' looks even scarier when it's in all caps, Jordan thought, nudging the white page which was decorated from top to bottom with various numbers; none of them were in his favor. Jordan's wooden chair creaked as he turned to the kitchen window behind him, above the sink. The curtains danced in the spring bre...
I'm killing two metaphoric birds with a single figurative stone here. A bunch of you wanted me to take-up the righteous rod of retribution and smite the two sinners from A Sea Change; while a few readers also wanted me to push my "Totally Unromantic Love Story" series into the next generation. One of you had a really bright idea about how to do that. So, thi...
CHAPTER ONE: SUNDAY. An unexpected meeting in the cemetery. Tim Bloomfield put a sketchbook, soft pencils, stanley knife, eraser and pens into a plastic carrier bag, walked carefully down the stairs from his flat, let himself out of his front door tucked between a pizza restaurant and an estate agent, and crossed the road under a hot June sun to the entra...
My body craved sleep and rest. Saturday morning at ten a.m., it still needed more as the week's events had taken their toll on my body. Unfortunately, rest was not to be had. "Honey, come on, wake up. I've been up since eight getting ready for the party. Let's get a move on," Katie stated loudly as she grabbed one of my hands and pulled me towards the edge....
Chapter 1 Charlie was approaching 43. His mid-life crisis was looming. His marriage was virtually over; the divorce court was surely just around the corner. Where had the last 20 years gone? Out of university at 22, the world at his fingertips, women to be seduced and loved and jobs and careers to be attacked with the energy that only a 'know it all' 22...
I awakened Wednesday morning in my cum-soaked bed after wet-dreaming sex with Dr. Jamie Devlin. Like many dreams, this one had some parts that were unclear. Try as I might, I could not force my mind to reveal the missing details of my dream's sexual experience with her. Waking up in a bed with a surprisingly large cold wet spot would have been far more toler...