After wiping off all the cum, his and mine, with the designated post-sex towel, I'd gone for a long heavy piss that burned slightly, not entirely uncomfortably. While in the bathroom I saw more glimpses of their married life: photographs of them on holiday, trinkets from those trips and the comfortable disarray of two people's belongings scattered across the...
Chris watched the big man's sleep apnea come and go, as he often did. He never spoke of it, but wondered what it would be like, one day, to wake up and find Will dead. With Thomas' demise, Chris wondered more and more about his own mortality, about his calling in life. Being a thespian, Chris reflected, he could take on any role needed, from little brother...
Some of the women who worked at Crawford and Blake Commercial Realty decided it would be a great way to demonstrate the spirit of the Holidays. Others felt it would invite more of the tension and conflict that already existed between many of the members of the sales team who battled desperately to close that final deal of the year; a deal that would ultimate...
Authors note: This may be my one and only submission. I have an idea for an essay on writers' foibles but there doesn't seem to be a category for it. You may see the end coming but remember the destination is only a small part. The journey is the thing. There is a medical description of what may have caused a death that some may find tedious but I feel...
Crystal heard the voice the first time as she put the phone back in its cradle. You know perfectly well he's lying. She spun around. The family room was empty. She stood completely alone in the house, but the voice of a warm, friendly woman spoke directly behind her. Better check your cookies, sweetie. You're gonna burn them. The timer still showed two...
Growing up I was always obsessed with folklore, fairies, ghosts, goblins, mermaids, vampires, werewolves, zombies and all the like. So when I found out the story of 'The Corpse Bride', a Jewish, Russian story, I instantly fell in love and started reading it every day, despite its short length and lack of any real description except a few snippets. Most shor...
"Really, Mother. That's really inappropriate. I probably shouldn't even have told you I'm pulling my hair out from boredom. I haven't been out of the house in days; Steve hasn't e-mailed this week, which is so unlike him. And these medical transcriptions are about to send me up the wall. But if I thought you had an answer to that—" "Just because Steve can't...
Darguni was seriously regretting that fifth spicy bean burrito. As he ran home, he contemplated his life choices. Being able to eat any damned thing he wanted was great, until it decided to come back and bite him in the ass. Rushing into home, he ignored the signs, no one was home anyway. He made it to the back in record time, and sitting down, the relief wa...
I awoke the next morning in a local motel. I had a slight hangover from all the drinking I had done last night. The sun was peeking though the sides of the curtains as I listened to the bird calls outside. All I could think about was seeing Marcus and Sara together last night. My beautiful loving wife had given herself completely to him. It was so erotic s...
Fantasy to Reality: A True Story I was raised in a conservative Christian home in rural Georgia. Like all teenagers, I enjoyed being with the opposite sex. Yet for some reason, I remained a virgin till marriage. I was fortunate to find a beautiful southern girl that, like me, was a virgin. As you may guess, our wedding night was "one helluva night". Kim is...