My name is Dick Jones Smith. Friends call me DJ Smith. I'm a young black man living in the town of Raynham, Massachusetts. I've always been a really wicked guy but lately, I've decided to outdo myself. Push the envelope. Be the very best mean-spirited SOB that I can be. Do unto other individuals things that would make the Devil himself blush. Outdo everyone,...
My name is Joseph McDonald. I'm a tall, good-looking, forty-something black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. What is my occupation? Let's see. I'm the General Chancellor of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts University, also affectionately known as CMU by students and faculty alike. What makes CMU so damn special? It's only the biggest private...
As the rain slumped down on the window, Mila stood upright, clinging both hands to the bleak, lucid glass before her. A countless contemplations were rushing through her mind. Was it best to fall asleep alone tonight? Or to lure her husband, Brandon, from watching his most loved soccer league and make love to her preferably. Of course! She would attempt to...
AUTHOR"S NOTES: This story is a BTB story with not much sex. It has cameo mentions of characters from my other stories. Most of the story is on our hero Henry finding out about his cheating wife Darcy, and the burning of his wife and her lover Chad. This is my third LW story. My earlier stories were based on non-traditional LW plots, actions, and ideas. Tha...
Jimmy tried out his coaching philosophy at Bear Creek High and it went well. The players liked it and the head coach tolerated it. The coach's wife, Sharon, turned out to be the problem. Sharon was one of those cheerleader types who peaked in high school and it was all downhill after that. She had been the rally girl for the quarterback and they married tw...
Just a silly flash story, not that good but it was pounding away in my head to get out. No sex, no raac, etc. ***** You ever have one of those days when nothing seems to go right? I should have realized that today was one of those days when I got a call to go out to the south of town to unlock a house. I've always disliked that part of town, it's full of r...
I met my wife 8 years ago, at a football game. My weeks were largely spent in Omaha, on a 2-year consulting project. Thursday nights I flew home to Atlanta, though on occasion would stay in Omaha and sample the night life there, for a change of pace. In September 94 a co-worker invited me to go to a Nebraska football game, in Lincoln, about an hour away....
[©2011 by Clinton09; all characters are over the age of 18 with identities disguised; for ages 21 or above] [A small devout family of a religious sect decides to retire in rural Texas. Their only son was now adrift with no one of their 'kind'. He had to find someone...] I was a financial wizard on Wall Street. It was almost assumed that someone from my ba...
This is the story of how I discovered my wife knew one of my professional football idols when she was in college. My wife and I are doctors. We are both surgeons. Before medical school my wife attended a very well-known Division 1 college in the south. While she was attending college, she worked as an athletic trainer for the football team. As a trainer, she...
It is funny how it all started. I grew up watching football. My husband neither grew up watching it nor had any interest in it. So from the beginning Saturdays and Sundays, at least during football season were my days. At first, of course, he would follow me around and try to feign interest, but over the years he relinquished the weekends to my football feti...