Here I am sat at my desk in the back corner of the open plan office next to the window. As I have been working for the trade company the longest, I was known as the old guy, which I was happy with as all the rest of the workers were in their early twenties, two maybe thirty. From my desk, I can look across the whole office and my former life as a bar man t...
It was a typically muggy Friday afternoon in August, and I had stopped by the local Kroger for a few groceries. I was reaching for a package of Romaine lettuce when I met a slim, manicured hand and heard, "Oh, excuse me." I looked over to my right and recognized my daughter's math teacher, Mrs. Debra. "Oh, hello there!" I said, ashamed by my clumsiness, "Ho...
~ If anyone saw her they would think she was only a Mistress and never a slave to another. ~ As she stood viewing herself in her black outfit consisting of a mesh/solid skintight sleeveless shirt and tight soft leather flare pants. Spike heal boot on to add just that few inches of height. Rich strawberry-blond hair gelled back into a ponytail that reached t...
I was only half listening to the news. The correspondent's voice rose and fell pleasantly, his speech punctuated from time to time by my husband's animal-like grunts and snores as he slept off his dinner. I could see him from where I was standing in the kitchen; the Daily Sport lay open and tented above his belly which hung a good three inches over the waist...
This is the sequel to my recent story "Great Ass", which pretty much should be self-explanatory. Please read for the background and then enjoy both of these epic novels! And never take ourselves too seriously! Except when it comes to sex! There's not a lot of plot to this particular story, no pretense, no promises, no drama, no commitment, just some old-fa...
I unloaded my truck and put most of it away. I had shut the bedroom door, so I would not awaken Sandy. Now I opened the door and quietly put the stuff away that went in the bedroom. When I finished that, I went into the bathroom and took a shower. Washing my long hair is always a treat when I get home. On the rig, there is never enough hot water to do the jo...
The beeping of the car alarm startled her from the delicious fantasy. Margot found her hands moist. She wiped her hands on the thin material of her slacks to dry them. The sensation warmed her thighs, reminding her how moist she had become. She slowly raised her hands toward her hips. Her inner thighs had heightened sensitivity to her own touch. She wiggled...
It has been about one year since I realized that I have a serious addiction to gambling. It started so innocently, with the occasional trip to the casino with my husband, Jim. Before long I was slipping out through the day while Jim was at work, occasionally winning but mostly loosing. Jim started to notice the money missing from our saving account and confr...
It had been a long time since I had gone out and done anything social; a very long time. Six months prior, my girlfriend of three years, Jessica, and I had decided to part ways. Not long before we broke up, we had been talking of marriage, kids, a house, pets. Something I had said had driven her from me. Don't get me wrong, we had a very communicative relati...
"Give it to her in the back door!" Someone yelled. The costumed crowd hooted and laughed. I felt sick. I leaned against the bookshelf, bumping my head against the wood and staring at a worn copy of Aldus Huxley's 'Brave New World'. This was humiliating. It had all started earlier in the night, while I stood in the kitchen pouring liquid green Jello into gl...