To say that it was warm would be the understatement of the year. According to the meteorologists, it was one of the hottest days on record. You might have thought that no one in Britain had seen the sun for a whole year. Yet, it seemed like half the country had taken the day off work, not wanting to worry about the daily commute on cramped trains to sit in hot, stuffy offices with broken air conditioning. Instead, people...
The things she does, sometimes unknowingly, make me seethe with anger. My petulance gets the better of me, but her ability to work me up into a testy, touchy, and snarky bitch is beyond belief. She’s been home all day and nothing has been done. As I look around the room my brain adds up all the negatives. The dishes left on the countertop even when the dishwasher is empty, not a sliced vegetable in sight for the evening m...
“Way to go, everyone!” Pam said in her usual confident tone. “This was big and we exceeded every goal. Great teamwork!” Pam was one of the executives at the bank I’ve worked for the last five years. She loved to be up front as the center of attention, especially to give one of her cheerleading speeches. There are plenty of stories of how she “worked” her way to the top over the years, but none of that matters. She’s my bo...
“Leaving a little early today, Corey?” Corey stopped in his tracks and turned around to face Bret, his boss, who was hanging onto a cubicle wall while glancing at his watch. “Less than ten till,” Corey replied, looking at the wall clock that showed 11:52. “I have an errand to do over lunch time. I'll be back well before one.” “Okay, well, we have that call with Vikram at one.” Corey rolled his eyes in his mind, though loo...
Marco had just logged into his workspace and ticketing system after starting up his computer Thursday morning when he heard the front door chime. “Shit.” No problem that his utterance was out loud. He was the first one in the office that morning, so no one else would hear. With a huff, he locked his computer and pushed back from his desk. If this wasn't someone with a key, he'd have to let them in, or if it wasn't an empl...
Harold and Ellen were up at first light on Saturday morning, spending a few minutes listening to songbirds enjoying the dawn in the unfamiliar backyard before heading inside in search of breakfast. Married twenty-nine years and having gone through a few seasons of their own, they were now helping their daughter, Vivian, start a new chapter in her life. Viv had married Shane a year before, and now the young couple were jus...
"I'm not scared. Are you?" Craig stood with his arm around Kerri, looking at the newest addition to their household. "No. We've talked about this for months. I'm sure we're ready." "We better be. No returns now, right?" "Right. No turning back now that we've set up our new little bundle of joy!" With a touch of the power button, their new espresso machine came alive. After a long time of wanting to cut down on the time an...
Darlene Tellemay was in her element, introducing Blake and Shae to the home she just knew would soon be theirs. Twenty years of experience in real estate had taught her to help the prospective buyers see themselves in the house, so she knew just the right features to point out to the young couple. The house was completely empty, not staged with simple furniture like some she would show, but she was an expert at presenting...
“Sssss” “Sssss” “Sssss” Jacob dropped the raw hamburgers and brats onto the hot grill as I walked out the back door. Immediately, the sound of the grease sizzling and the smell of the fat cooking made my mouth water. The potatoes had already been incubating in their shiny tented foil homes, and the seasoned vegetables were in their wire basket, anxiously waiting to join the fiery party. I slid my arms around the waist of...
Beep-beep-beep. Beep-beep-beep. Beep-beep-beep. Dominic checked the meat thermometer. Perfect. The aroma of the roast wafting into the kitchen brought Renata to his side just as he set it on the counter. “Mmmm, smells amazing,” she sang, inhaling deeply. “I'll make the salad while that rests.” The fact that her nipples were forming pronounced peaks in her t-shirt top didn't escape her husband's notice. Dominic admired his...
The steaks were marinating; she had veggies to cut up. This would be dinner on the grill, since the oven was not an option tonight. The August heat and humidity were pushing the AC to its max. It was 3:30 pm, and hubby wouldn’t be home for another two hours. She would get everything ready, and then wouldn’t open that back door until necessary. Even inside, she was sweating in a tank top and the hot pink lace bikini briefs...
Chapter Thirty-Seven Mac woke up alone. He glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly 9:00 a.m. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept so late. He wondered why Grace hadn’t woken him when she got up. He got up and threw on a T-shirt and boxers as he hadn’t bothered to put anything on after fucking his sexy wife in their incredibly comfortable new bed last night. He thought he’d find her in the library, but when he...
“Aww shit, we’re out of mayo,” I moaned, rifling through the condiments in the fridge door. Jeff grabbed his dick out of his shorts and held it out like a squirtgun. “I got your mayo right here.” “Gross. You do not.” On this particular Friday, my buddy Jeff and I were making dinner at his place. Just burgers, nothing fancy. We were more than buddies, actually, although we were certainly that: we hung out regularly, and d...
They had officially fucked in nearly every part of the house now. Nothing was sacred and everything was soaked in lust and deceit and was constantly scented with sex. If Sean didn't realize then, he was clearly the stupidest fuck in the entire universe because everything was practically in plain sight.Sometimes Fiona wondered if she should feel bad, but for whatever reason, she couldn't. Not in the way that would make her...
My fingers brush the handle of her door The bright coloured lettering, my usual morning read. Then I remember she’s at Grandma’s. My fingers slip away again. Coffee in peace… Unusual. The threat of the buzz of the coffee machine neutralised for just one morning. Pad of feet, adult in nature come down the hallway. I hear you stop in the doorway, creeping up on me perhaps. The slip of hands over hips, breath against my ne...
