Chapter 16 Jessie watched through the bay window of the living room as Estin trimmed the garden hedge with a pair of rusty shears. Despite the double glazing she could hear her father's swearing. She pondered helping him tend the garden but knew that doing so would result in an argument of some kind. But it was clear he was in need of a hand, so she picked...
From the day that I threw my wife naked into the street because of my mistaken belief that she had starred in a porn movie, my life started on a a downward trend. I got a criminal record for assaulting her and I was forced to review the situation at work so that the business paid. It had taken a few years but I had turned things around. It was now four years...
Betsy was sitting sideways on the maroon couch in the living room of her tasteful home. Her shapely legs were curled up on the cushions underneath her perfect ass; her left arm resting on the back. Her manicured nails were toying with the decorative piping along the edge as she listened to her oldest son's Abbey Road album playing on the console stereo acros...
Chapter 13 "Love" Abiron looked for the source of the word, and fell in love. This had never happened before. He loved his mother-wife, of course, but he had loved her since before he was born. He had never fallen in love before. And this, said the small, rational part of his brain that remained functioning, was someone worth falling in love with ind...
The last part ended with these words: In the morning I asked, 'What is your plan?' 'Oh Randy I am so excited. It is so simple. I am sure that it will work and he will not be in a position to complain either' Arti said jumping with joy. 'Okay it is simple and it will work but for God's sake what is the plan?' I asked little loudly. 'Randy I expect you...
It's often said that people have a 'prime' in life. At almost forty, newly divorced, I realized I was past mine. Once the co-captain of my high school basketball team, a second string quarterback, I got a scholarship to college, married the blonde hometown prom queen, taught Sunday School, and worked my way up to Assistant Vice President at the bank. Sounds...
A special thanks to LadyNina13 for the light editing. Much appreciated. ***** Chapter 1 The kitchen was filled with the aroma of fresh brewed coffee. The brewer sputtered and hissed as it finished squirting a stream of dark liquid into his mug. He took it from the tray and walked back to the dining nook where his laptop was set up. Sitting, he took a s...
Janet Simpson stormed into the den, placed her hands on her hips and shrieked, "Goddamnit George, are you going to take the garbage out or not?" George Simpson slowly lowered his newspaper, looked at his wife coldly and replied in an even voice. "I told you that I would take the fucking garbage out when I finished the paper." Janet turned back to the kitch...
Rebuilding or is it Finito? Sam had no illusions that Linda had a few ulterior motives in her scheduling of workouts. When she could be sure that he was lifting weights she would show up in a thin leotard sans bra and panties. She would warm up and then run on the treadmill before using the weights and asking Sam to spot her. She usually opted for a white l...
The Promise Pt. 01 of 4 If Vanity Fair's Becky Sharp reappeared in the modern world as an ageing rock chick affecting the gravitas of a Whitehall mandarin, she could possibly be mistaken for the heroine of this story. But she'd have to work hard to be as unpleasant. Our story is set in London in 1992. Mobile telephony, Internet based communications, and...