Author's note: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious and are eighteen years of age or older. Any resemblance to any real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. ***** Jose had just finished shutting down his work PC and was about to leave the office when a text alert sounded on his mobile phone. He pulled it out of his pocket and r...
Last night as I lay in bed, I was surprised when the man next to me wasn't my husband. The bedroom was dark except for the little light coming in through the small opening in the curtains. The man says wait wait a minute, as I was getting out of bed. I said who are you and what are you doing in my bed? He said I am a friend of your husband and your husband t...
Hello Readers, I am back with my, next installment, I don't mind bad comments, but again, if you already read my first installment, and were convinced that I should not write any more, So would like to remind you "Lit policy" that readers who does not want to read a story won't be forced to read. And those who wants to read please comment and tell me where d...
"John...what are you doing tomorrow night?" Kelly asked. "What am I doing Tuesday night? I don't know...you I hope." John said. Kelly giggled. "I hope so too." Kelly said. "Why do you want to know babe?" John asked. "Well...I've been invited to a kind of a party...but I have to take you with me...you're my invitation I guess." Kelly said. "I'm your inv...
Sex Type Thing "This snow is, like, totally outrageous, dude!" "Outrageous? How so?" "What? Dude! Look at the snow, wouldya? It's coming down so hard, it's like so totally bogus, ya know?!" "Bogus. Ah. So, what was your question?" "That thing in your last lecture? You called it the romantic impulse. I just don't get it." "Ah, I see, what has you confus...
If this story seems familiar, you may have come across it on another site and in a different format from a couple of years back. It has been re-named and re-edited for this site. No Sex in this Chapter. I'd given no thought at all to the possibility of Steph stepping outside of our marriage. There had been no indication that I'd seen that she was unhappy wi...
I had to take a little detour past the main offices of the station the Dipshit brothers work for. I walked up to the receptionist and made my request. "My name is Pheury. Let Mr. Miller know I'm here to see him. He's expecting me." "Please have a seat, Mister... Fury did you say?" "That's Pheury, P-H-E-U-R-Y." She picked up her phone and dialed an extens...
For those of you who requested the conclusion, here it is. I believe half of you will be pleased and half will be disappointed, which is why I didn't finish it the first time. But the response was overwhelming to the story so this is my conclusion. I hope you enjoy it. The girls see Sam and run to meet him. He smiles at them, takes them into his arms and lo...
################################################## This is actually a dream I had a while back. Sometimes I have very long and complicated dreams, like film scripts or novels like this one. I'm Swedish but this dream was actually in English, you'll have to excuse any incorrect language. ################################################## - Hello...? - ......
We were sitting in a booth at the deserted Vietnamese place, across from each other. The banh mi sandwiches are only five bucks, on baguettes, they're good. Soy tea, it's a nice lunch; we were there after the normal lunch rush. Lisa was looking lovely with the bright window behind her, her mane glowing like a halo. She takes the seeds out of her jalapeño pie...