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I checked in at the reception desk, handed over my charge card, signed the form and took my room key card. As I rode the elevator to my room I thought to myself that I was getting tired of all this constant traveling. I had three clients to see tomorrow and catch another plane to…
Cassidy was in a foul mood. Everyone at the party could sense it and they were avoiding her as if she was the center of a five-foot quarantine. Stress was ever-present for associate attorneys at Sinclair & Lewis and the others had far too much of their own to be interested in becoming involved in…
The next morning, I was up early. I started taking my Christmas decorations down quietly so I wouldn’t disturb the hungover sleeping beauty in my bed. It was around noon when I was done. I was trying to find anything to do, anything to distract me from going into my room and joining Eva in…
In about an hour I’d be sipping a fruity merlot and watching a glorious sunset slip below the horizon. I’d been promising myself some time away for god knows how long. Sun, sea and secluded sandy beaches; exactly what I needed. I gazed out the car window, counting down the miles at each passing road…
The hotel bar was jammed with weekenders, people on short breaks. Alcohol was plentiful and the atmosphere lent itself to unwinding, letting their hair down Kirsty sat at the head of the table, her devil’s horns still in place and a “Groovy girl” note book in her hands like some teenage student about to sit…
Part two of my fantasy story about sexy Serena. “I…err…what a question!” Phil blustered, blushing . Serena sat there calmly with an amused smile on her face. “Look, this game is not going to work if we don’t answer questions honestly. Why don’t you just be honest and tell me – you never know where…
Co-written by Jaymal and Black Velvet. The Janice 50% of this story is entirely hers and it was a delicious joy to bring this tale to life with her. Thank you, BV. “You are not going back to that woman’s house.” The statement came apropos of nothing over breakfast. Brandon paused, a forkful of…
When Jim, my boss asked me to keep an eye on his daughter for a weekend, I thought ‘me a baby sitter?’ Then he said she was 18! Introducing Ashlie Jim brought his daughter to work on Friday with the idea that she”d come home with me, while he had a nice weekend in France…
This story is a fantasy, and my first experiment in writing in the third person. Please leave feedback and if you like it I will publish part two. As the doorman opened the cab door she felt his gaze sweep from her 4-inch heels up her ankles, calves and to her well-toned thighs. She saw…
Before reading this please note that the names of some people in this story were changed, thank you. Chapter 1: Long time no see “Johnny!”-Mom “Yes?”- Me “I’m going to my dr. appointment, your father is working late. Be back at 7!”-Mom *Door closes* Wait what? My mom is gone? My dad is at work…
When I was a senior in highschool I was the smart kid. The one with the best grades, proudest parents, and the most likely to succeed. The only thing I didn’t succeed in was girls. I tried my best but I was always a little awkward around girls, especially attractive girls. When I was little my…
My parents and I lived in a college town in the 1980s. Dad worked in a local manufacturing plant, and mom stayed home. When I was 16 years old a new family moved into the neighborhood right after Christmas. The family consisted of a man, woman and small boy not quite two years old. The…
A bus. An ordinary bus on an ordinary day. Its not peak hour any more, I’ve worked late and the time has passed since the heavy tussle that comes with the afternoon. Now things have slowed down with more places to sit on each vehicle. The book I am trying to read isn’t good. I…
I have just got out of bed and am in the kitchen doing the washing-up in my bath-robe (nothing underneath) when you pad barefoot into the kitchen. You have been in the garden, and have slipped on only just enough clothes to keep you decent – a baggy old tank-top covering your unsupported breasts, and…