Cute Girls

Kara Atkinson wasn’t sure if her vision was blurry from tears or the rain on the windshield. She flipped the windshield wipers on and found her sight still watery. She brushed her hand across her eyes and sniffed loudly. Better, she thought to herself. Damn that Troy. How could he do this to her?

Kara and her long term boyfriend were at a wedding just a couple of hours earlier. Everything had been a blast up until the point she looked around and couldn’t find Troy. She threaded through the crowd looking for the ridiculous purple bow tie he’d insisted on wearing. After a little while she gave up thinking he must be in the bathroom, puking most likely, given how much he’d had from the complimentary bar. She headed for the ladies room. She was immediately greeted by the sounds of a couple in the throes of passion. She smiled inwardly, what was it about weddings that made people horny? She herself was wishing she had found Troy so they could sneak a quickie in one of the many unoccupied rooms. Then something caught her eye. The purple bowtie. It was on the floor by the man’s feet under the stall door. She felt the smile slip from her face and her knees go weak. Her mind raced, trying to come up with some other reason the tie might be there. Perhaps the man in the stall had one too. But she knew that was impossible. She cleared her throat. As she was about to make herself known, the woman in the stall groaned. Read the rest of this entry »

From the moment I met June, I knew she was special.

It should have been just an ordinary day like a thousand of them that had gone before. I had put in my full day at the publishing company I worked at where my exalted title was Junior Editor which meant next to nothing. Our main gig was magazines and we published quite a few, some of which you would undoubtedly be familiar with as you surely read them with lackluster enthusiasm from cover to cover every time you were forced for whatever reason to visit your doctor. But I was not a Junior Editor on one of the half a dozen flagship publications we touted and advertised quite regularly on every billboard, bus and television show we could find coast to coast. No, I was a Junior Editor of the Lifestyle section in our vanity publication, Flowers and Gardening. Read the rest of this entry »

Eric looked down at the words he had just typed:

“”I found what I think is the secret chemical equation in the pathogen. I am trying to think of a way to reverse it, but the idea seems to beyond my reach. What is haunting, is this nagging sense that I once was smart enough to do this, but that each passing day, the answer becomes more elusive.”"

Just below those words he saw the faint smile of a Cheshire cat appear. It had an evil grin on its face. Suddenly his juvenile encryption failed and the words vanished. He heard a number of giggles come from the other room. Then a voice: Read the rest of this entry »

Sally sat in the parking lot a few minutes after she watched Josh drive away. She had many mixed emotions and she felt very confused. The old Sally was feeling as if she had been thrown into a pit of hellish obscenity. The more she could feel the wetness of her almost totally cum soaked panties the more she felt as if she was a condemned woman. The problem for Sally was the more disgusted she was with herself only served to fuel the forbidden passion that she had only recently discovered existed within her. Read the rest of this entry »

When Paul woke up that morning his head felt like it was being pounded on by a sledge hammer. He slowly got up out of bed and slowly walked to the bathroom to take a very long piss. Afterwards he went to the kitchen were luckily his coffee maker was set on a timer and there was a fresh pot ready for him. After drinking two cups of coffee and a bagel he tried to remember everything that happened to him last night. Everything was a haze to him; he could barely remember his own birthday. It wasn’t until he noticed the scrapes on the knuckles on his right hand that it all came back to him. Read the rest of this entry »

I peeked my head into Theron’s office, and watched for a minute as he stared intently at his computer monitor. I shook my head, and knocked on his door. He looked up quickly and then back down.

“Hey, Jessi, what do ya need?”

“Hey, I was going to lunch and just wanted to know if you’d like to join me.”

“No I can’t.”

“You work too hard Theron, you’re going to burn yourself out.”

He looked up at me, and smiled. God, I loved to see him smile. He is such a sexy man, and in the time that I’ve worked here, there’s been many times spent fantasizing over this man. I have been inviting him to lunch with me everyday, and he’s excepted sometimes, but always kept his distance, which unnerved me, but I vowed to myself that one day I would get him to notice me as more than just a co-worker. Read the rest of this entry »

A couple months ago the guy I was seeing had to leave for a while. You see he is in the Army and was deploying to Iraq for his year long “vacation” to the big sand box. Of course we made each other very happy the last night he was here. You know, for those memories you hope will last the first six months until R&R. Being single and wanting more after such a great night with a hot guy who fucked me all night long in all the right ways I was satisfied for a while, but that can only last so long before you just long for that wild unleashed passion with a fine man who knows how to treat a lady. Read the rest of this entry »

“If you have been reading the previous stories about my new very personal assistant Marie, you’ll know that she has turned out to be a great addition to the company and a great influence on me. At this point, fourteen months into her new position, she has helped increase corporate morale and effectiveness with her talent for selecting just the right VPA for my senior executives, helped me close significant deals with many key accounts, organized a bonding exercise for the executives, encouraged me to purchase a corporate getaway in Jamaica, and has taken my life way beyond my original plans for her – I mean way beyond. ” Read the rest of this entry »

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Once you go to law school, you quickly find out that it is nothing like any other challenge you have previously faced in life whether it be college, grad school, or working. I should know I have done it all. In many ways, it is a combination of all three. When you first start you are reading all the time, not that the reading assignments are that long (maybe 25-40 pages for each class a night), but because it takes you so long to get through a single page of material (this definitely gets better as you go through law school). Then there is class itself – imagine sitting with 90 other law students and getting called on by your professor who takes the next 10 minutes drilling you on every possible aspect of a case or statute, and most of them love making you feel as uncomfortable as possible. It definitely took a little getting used to. One of the great things about going to law school is that you have a lot in common with your fellow students – like being pissed off about school. I quickly met a great group of friends that I could simply hang out with or more often than not go let off some steam with. It was the perfect mix of single guys and girls and then ones with boyfriends, fiancées, or husbands/wives. Just a great mid to late twenties crowd, especially for me since I am came to law school with a fiancée myself. This group and the whole law school experience has led to a number of incredible experiences over the last couple of years, and who knows how many more are to come. The following is one of my first – I have taken some creative license with many of these stories to appeal to more readers.” Read the rest of this entry »

It was so nice to be able to sleep in late Sunday morning and to wake to the sounds of singing birds just out of our window as the sun shone brightly thru open windows. I almost hated to move from next to you as you are snuggled up close to me still sleeping but I know we must go on and get our day started. Finally I convince myself it is time to get up and I nudge you and you start stirring with mild protest to it being too early.

“It in 9 in the morning Lisa, how is that too early?” Laughing at you I get on out of the bed and go get in the shower. Enjoying the warm water I can help but recall what has gone on over this past weekend and how marvelous it has been for us, gosh we are acting like kids again I think to myself as I finish up shaving and washing in the shower. Coming in to the bedroom I see you have gotten on up and out of the bed and by the sounds I hear downstairs figured first you got some coffee perking for you, and was hoping that you had heard my stomach and started some breakfast for us before we had to go. I take my time getting dressed, putting on my old faded out jeans and an old button up shirt that has seen its better days to say the least. Off down the stairs I go following the aroma of all you got going on in the kitchen. You are sitting at the breakfast bar drinking a cup of coffee and smile as I get me a glass of orange juice and sit across from you. You catch me eyeing you in my robe and smile and untie it and it falls open showing me that you are not wearing anything at all underneath it. Read the rest of this entry »