Mattie sat her smart phone on her desk and picked up her latte. After a quick sip, she put it down, took her long legs off her desk, stood and walked over to look out her second story window. "Seems like it's always feast or famine," she thought to herself. "Unfortunately, it's been famine for the past month." As she looked out her window, she noticed a well...
Chapter 1 - A hard day's work Emily was stunned when she looked up at the office clock. It was almost 8pm and she still hadn't finished the strategy report that was due for tomorrow. The bright office lights illuminated the pile of papers that were lying on the desk in front of her. Ever since her company's CEO had assigned Emily as Head of Sales two month...
Ever hear of a business owner whose primary motivation for selling his company was because he didn't want to cheat on his wife? Now you have, because I, Brent Voorhes, did just that. It wasn't my only reason, but it was my primary one. My business was the proverbial garage startup. I had a degree in biomedical engineering and after college worked for a bi...
As I walk behind Jessica through the main check-in area of the Stratosphere hotel, I cannot help but notice she looks incredibly hot--I mean really "somebody come fuck me tonight" hot. She has on a tight skin clinging polyester shirt strewn with many colors and jeweled patterns, and it does nothing to hide the shake of her full breasts as she walks. I can cl...
Note: This is a long story, and while it does have some sex, there is only a little and the story is not centered around the sex. It is primarily about the issues of a person coping with issues related to a non-consensual gender reassignment, and includes lesbian relationships. Pat tries to put a life back together again and find love after a life changing e...
You can own a great many things. Possessions are always beautiful, they are always taken out of jealousy. A Mercedes is comfortable, it’s power is unquestionable; the way that the leather feels on skin, the way the seats embrace the occupants, the radio sings as beautifully as a siren; but the car isn’t owned for it’s creature comforts. Its owned out of jeal...
Dale looked up from his newspaper and smiled inwardly to himself. His wife Joy had just then come into the kitchen heading immediately towards the sink where she stood rinsing out her coffee cup before pouring herself a fresh one. He smiled, because she really was a joy to look at, never failing to arouse him whenever he saw her, especially when he saw her a...
Honoured to be included in the Legends day, and sincere thanks to all those organising it. This story started out quite some time ago as a flash story but I couldn't seem to find an ending that I was happy with. When the invitation came along I browsed my unfinished scribblings and came upon this one and decided to resurrect it, only to find that it took on...
First, I am not a writer or do I ever dream of being one. If there are some words or punctuation errors please forgive me. I never was any good at spelling, heaven knows my mother did try. This is a true story. I may have embellished some parts and add some fantasies. *** It was September, the month of my birth; I was turning 48. My wife, Kim, thought it...
The next day, Lisa woke up earlier than usual. She went for her morning jog. Upon returning, Tim was outside picking up the newspaper from his lawn. Lisa slowed down her pace upon approaching him. "Hey Tim!" She said. Tim turned around and with a smile..."Good morning, Angel!" Her body shined from the sweat, her hair tied up, not a trace of make-up. Yet,...