Chapter Eight EPILOG NOTE: Here is the final chapter in this relatively long narrative. I hope you have enjoyed it. It seems like I've gotten to know these characters over the past several months and will miss them in many ways. On the other hand, it will also be good to move on to something new. As always, I appreciate constructive criticism that will he...
Right now, I am on my hands and knees on the ground. Death is coming for me. There is no escape, I know that now. I think that I finally bit off more than I could chew. They say that when you're about to die, you can see your whole life flash before your eyes. That's not the case. I didn't see any damn flash. All I feel is pain. An agony that doesn't seem to...
Disclaimer: Despite the word 'rape' in the title, all acts are done voluntarily and with enthusiasm. ***** The house was clean and ready. Dinner was prepared, and just needed to be put in the oven. Everything was as it should be, but only just in time. Dora and Peter sat down in the sofa and relaxed for a few minutes. The poker club meets the first Saturd...
Although safe sex is not mentioned in my story for creative purposes, rest assured that we always use protection. Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent. I would also like to take the time to thank those of you who have left me some very encouraging comments and helpful hints regarding previous stories. For those people who have a problem wit...
Author's Note: While this story fits within the universe of my others, sharing characters and themes, this story is absolutely stand-alone and entirely fictional. Enjoy. ----- My wife walked into the den where I was setting up the table for tonight's poker game. She stood in the doorway, silently waiting for my inspection. I counted out the last stack of c...
It was supposed to be a poker game for the guys, but the ladies had come in and taken over a corner of the room. As they talked the guys set up things for the game and complained about the intrusion. When the ladies decided to comment they just said something about them having the right to be there as well. The drinks had started around early and by the tim...
Betting your wife in a poker game is an old story, here is my version. My husband had a Saturday poker night twice a month. This was fine with me as I got a little alone time and he usually ended up winning a little money. Poker night changed for everyone one summer night last year. It was our night to host the poker gathering and I had cleaned up the hous...
"Oh, darling," Tony Sanderson said to his wife, shaking his whiskey glass and rattling the ice cubes. "Do refresh my Scotch for me, Mrs. Sanderson." "Only too happy to, Father," she said as she happily bustled about getting things ready for his poker friends to arrive. The Sanderson presented the perfect picture of absolute domestic bliss to all those aro...
Terri settled into her fuzzy warm blanket with a mug of hot cocoa. She was looking forward to a weekend alone binge watching some of her favorite TV shows. The house phone rang, she wished she could shut it off as it trilled insistently on the wall in the kitchen. The answering machine finally picked up and she snuggled back into her comfy nest. There were...
This is a short one. Flash length. Yeah, I know I just did a poker-themed story. What can I say? They both came to me while I was playing online poker. Disclaimer: As you read this story, keep in mind that I try to include something for everyone, and some people are always looking for mistakes. So, if you find any errors, please remember that they are there...