It had been a long day, a VERY long day. I had called home around 6:30 to let my wife Miranda know not to hold dinner for me. There had been too many "held" dinners as it was, with Tupperware dishes filling the refrigerator from late evening phone calls of delay. I had begun to wonder if the high-paying job was even worth it. How long had it been since Miran...
By my third week of motherhood, I was feeling good enough to begin taking my baby on short walks. Bundled up in her stroller – it was the dead of a midwestern winter – she gurgled and cooed while we made our way to a nearby market or drugstore, and I was insanely proud of the fawning comments she got from passersby! I almost always wore pants those first few...
Chapter 3 Heat in French Polynesia Author's Note: My special thanks to The Soulful Bard for reviewing and improving my story. All errors are strictly mine. * * * One day, after Aiko came home from the library, Aiko told Gerald she overheard some clients talking about their plans for a South Pacific cruise. "Hawaii, Bora Bora, Tahiti, you know, places i...
Deepika was on cloud nine today. Her dear, lovely, caring and wonderful husband Kiran was finally coming back home after a six months of separation. And what would be a wonderful day to return home other than her birthday. Kiran was an employee in a merchant navy. So staying away from home for long period was not a new thing to him. As he was working domes...
The maintenance man entered the bus, obviously dumbfounded over what he possibly heard and seen, and his right hand was obviously trembling a bit. The chubby maintenance man was about seventy years of age with a massive beer gut. His thinning salt and pepper hair was hidden by a gray work cap, and his brown eyes were behind thick framed glasses. "I'm not ev...
I had suspected for a while but recently found confirmation, not that I would blame her. I know we loved each other but I also knew there were needs the other could not fill. I found evidence she was having that need I could not meet, met by someone else. I was a bit jealous but in a strange way. There was no anger but a bit of arousal as I imagined her love...
Bob Parr was insecure. He was insecure about his work, his marriage, his future. It was one of his defining attributes. Ironic for a man named Mr. Incredible. He had married Elastigirl, and was now having a great time on their first real night alone together. There was no question he had gotten lucky...being married to Helen. She was so wonderful...she was c...
I awoke the next morning to the sound of the shower running and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. As I was pouring a cup, my wife stuck her head around the corner and announced, "Hey, sleepy head, we need to get going. I want to get started on today's agenda. Can you drop me off at the mall and find something to do for a few hours?" "Of course, honey. I w...
After several long hours of yardwork, I was finally done. I picked up the glass of water, the ice having melted, and practically inhaled the scant contents. Using the garden hose, I filled the glass again, and almost literally did inhale the contents. Then I did it again, finally feeling satisfied. I thought ahead to the following day, when my twin nieces...
My face dripping wet, I gently rolled Michelle off me. "Oh, God Joe," she sighed as she lay on her back enjoying the afterglow. Kara, somewhat recovered now, curled up next to me as the three of us laid there motionless, simply enjoying our mutual bliss. I'm not sure at what point or for how long we fell asleep for, but I awoke to the low humming sound of...