Sarah was impressed when they reached the restaurant. It was quite a small place, obviously designed to appeal to clients who wanted a more personal dining experience than the usual, more open layout of most restaurants. David parked the car and came round to open her door. As she turned in her seat to swing her legs over the sill, he looked down at the ankl...
Author's Note: I had an idea for a story and when I started writing, this came out. I liked it and decided to publish it. When I finish the original story, I will put it up too. Don't bother reading if you don't have a sense of humor or a sense of irony. Enjoy. * Ego: I have a problem. Help me out here. Mind: You always have problems. What did you do thi...
Detective Inspector Sheila Maher and Detective Sergeant John Connolly swoop into the holding cell, stern-faced and determined to get my signed confession. They think I murdered Jack Behan and his wife Jinny, at their luxury apartment in one of Glasgow's most exclusive residential areas. The crime took place two days ago and I was picked up in the early hours...
I met Kat at work two years ago. She was 22, 18 years younger than I, but we had a connection from her first day. I was the owner at a small ad agency, and she enjoyed flirting with, and later dating the boss. She was so pretty and alive, with an amazing body. She didn't dress slutty, but her curves were never hidden in the sundresses she wore all summer or...
As I entered the house I was made aware that my plan had been successful. My wife and her boss, Ross, were lying naked in living room completely passed out. Their rather public affair had made me a topic of conversation in the community. Before that, however, I was planning on making their life very complicated and uncomfortable. I was going to make sure tha...
About two years ago my wife and I, after four years of marriage, began to discuss fantasies we had never dared speak of before. We had spiced up the first few years by experimenting in bed with various positions and some role-play. Finally, when she asked me about another fantasy I had, I told her about wanting to be with her and another woman. As I feared,...
"Lady Kendall?" I woke to the sound of Vytex's voice breathing in my ear, tickling my lobe as he spoke. I felt as if I had been run over by a train and groaned as I sat up to stare at the clock. The numbers read 8:32 but as I crawled slightly closer I could see it said it was "AM" instead of the "PM" hour I was expecting. We had slept all afternoon and night...
By Shuttlepilot, copyright 2014 I felt empty. The president had been well liked by many and the whole nation had come to a standstill following the assassination. And yet, the loss I felt was nothing compared to the death of my marriage when my wife decided to abandon me to my own grief following the death of my son Billy. I had heard once that she was...
The PI Who Knew Too Much-03 Previously, on The PI Who Knew Too Much— More interesting were a passport for someone named Samuel Barlow who looked exactly like Bezier, a bundle of C-notes (I didn't bother to count them), a .38 revolver, and a box of ammo. Most interesting was a small journal, about the size of a pocketbook novel, filled with page after page...
January Sucks Let me begin by saying that I am a first-time contributor to this website and, while I have enjoyed reading the works of my betters, I cannot recall reading a story that bothered me as much as "February Sucks" by GeorgeAnderson.The original can be found at https://www.literotica.com/s/february-sucks".I highly recommend that you take a look; al...