I had a two hour delay a Kennedy airport and it turned out to be a stroke of good luck. As I waited at the airport bar I came up with a fantastic idea. As soon as I got back into Atlanta I called Robin and Juliet and on a conference call convinced them that this was the way to go. Here was my idea. We could increase the amount of women in the calendars by d...
In the first part of my narrative I gave a full, frank and most disturbing account of the problem that had been laid before my eminent friend, Mr Sherlock Holmes. I cannot bear to write it again so, if you have not already made yourself aware of the incredibly delicate matter in which I was involved I would suggest that you first read Part 1 of this account....
Note: This is something really different for me, inspired by a song that really touched my heart (if you've heard it, you'll probably know what it is). ----- The weak sun filtered through the bare trees as Jonah walked across the Millers' fields to get to Bethany's house. He listened to his feet crunching over the light snow, and wondered what Bethany's ne...
Authors note: This is a revision to Divine Bliss. I added more depth to the characters and also some background to Calise. Hope you enjoy. Questions or comments are welcome. I promise I wont get mad...lol Enjoy * "Where are we going?" Calise asked her best friend of ten years. They had been driving for a little over an hour and she was tired of seeing des...
I'm not really sure how to start my story. Is it too cliché of me to say, "It was a dark and stormy night?" Or should I give some backstory first? I'm trying to finally write out the worst single day of my life and I can't even figure out how to start. Fuck it, I'll give some background. I had met Summer my sophomore year of high school, when she came in as...
Hi, I'm Joe. Yes, I am the same Joe that many of you despise. You despise me because I screwed your wife, and if I didn't screw your wife you despise me because I have screwed so many other married women. I might have even destroyed some marriages, but I do not know that for a fact. Maybe you despise me only because you read a previous story about me. Befor...
This story is a part of the chain story called "Laresa's World", started by RedHairedandFriendly. I hope that my own contribution is worthy of the theme and the series. This is the 7th Chapter in this series. It is set in the Late Middle Ages, during the Black Death and the Hundred Years' War. * Welsh March, October 31, 1355 (Julian Calendar): Harry Lle...
Warning: The following is a sexually explicit story intended for mature audiences. If you are offended by stories of such nature, do not read it. All characters are fictional and not intended to resemble any real people. Comments welcomed. Chapter 1: The Picnic I don't care much for my boss, but then I guess most people don't. I always figured there must b...
My wife's name is Cyn. Her black hair, warm brown eyes, copper complexion, long shapely legs that are inches apart as they reach her slim hips and firm cupped buns, her erect posture and lovely upturned nice sized breasts, her quick wit and sexy smile, her high cheekbones and her soft but well defined jaw-line, her smooth almost silky skin, the black hair of...
I leaned my hips against the door of the white Mercedes. Looking across the car to the other side of the street, I could see a beautiful black woman and a skinny blonde conversing with two men in a large, blue car. My hands rested on the on the cool white metal; the impressions where I'd removed my wedding rings were quite visible. Feeling somehow detached,...