Para C. – te extraño, nunca te olvidaré. Valentines Day, of all days in the year. She had not even realized it, whenever she had booked the flight for the 14th of February. But how could she have cared back then? For a few moments she stared at the pink hearts that were decorating the duty free stores. Looked at the pictures of smiling men that gave smilin...
When I first met her, I was the sales manager for a Chicago based national distributor of hardware products; nuts, bolts, chains, hammers, and what-nots. My name is Dan Raymond and I worked for Accent nearly 25 years. It was my first job out of college and I started off in inventory control and worked my way up to the sales manager's position. Periodically...
Jack knew exactly where he got the idea. From the internet, of course. The internet can be a genuine kick in the ass, some of the antics people do are amazing, those little video clips seem to be everywhere. The amateur ones were what he liked, he almost couldn't believe people would actually do some of those things, and even show their faces? People that...
Is there anything as sweet as leaving the office late Friday afternoon, going out to meet the guys for some beers and knowing that the evening, the whole weekend, is just stretched out ahead waiting for you? Friday night, then Saturday sleeping late, maybe some football in the park, tooling around, meeting someone for dinner… “Mr. Narr, Ms Morzhay said she...
"Hey Thomas!" said April, brightly, putting down her magazine. I was naked but at that moment, I didn't give a damn. "Where's Megan?" I demanded. "And a good morning to you too! Umm, Thomas, while I'm sure you've made Megan very happy with that," she said, pointing at my dick, "I'd appreciate it if you put on some pants. There are things I have to tell...
Hello to those who may be reading this, this is the 2nd Instalment in the Xander series. The edited Chapter 1 will be posted at a later stage. It states in the foreword of Chapter 1 that cars are commodities that are available in this world; however, they aren't cars as we know them. Cars in this world are more like 4 wheeled contraptions, that are powered...
Chapter 1 The battered white and dirty Mercedes coupe that would have prompted cardiac arrests if parked in the foyer of the car's-maker's Stuttgart HQ, entered the palm-lined entrance and through exotic gardens surrounding three sides of the international factory and administrative center of Chic Swimwear Inc. of California. Chic Madison grinned, thinking...
Raghav was a one happy man on the last Sunday and he had fucked the woman other than his wife for the first time in his life. But he loved his wife, whom he never understood and he knew that he would never in his life. He knew that she loved him too. Pooja still was recovering from the fucking she got from her husband. Her sore pussy was now feeling somewh...
Tim Larson smiled and spoke to everyone he met as he strolled through the crowd with his daughter, Heather. He was far and away the best maintenance man in the company. As such, he spent a lot of his work time on the factory floor repairing and maintaining the complex and complicated machinery required in the manufacture of buffers and accessories. The Fergu...
Forward: This piece was inspired by a story I stumbled into while using the "Loving Wives Spinner" feature to find a story to entertain myself one day. If I could remember the name of the story, I would give it a mention and due credit. But, alas, I cannot recall it. This story has two parts, borrowing words from a familiar song, part 1 contains "Fol...