It was a warm summer’s evening in the middle of July; Jennifer and her husband Myron were attending the wedding of Myron’s sister. The wedding ceremony had been earlier in the afternoon, but the bride, groom and wedding party had gone off to have photographs taken, so there was a break of about an hour or two before the reception was due to start. Jennifer, Myron and their two children had gone with the wedding party to h...
The invitation read: Come and reminisce with the Class of 1985 S.R. Butler High School Saturday, August 20th, 2005 7:30 pm to 11:30 pm The Courtyard Huntsville Hotel 4804 University Drive N.W. Huntsville Alabama 1-256-837-4114 Now, I hadn't been real fond of high school back when I was going to high school, but I tossed the invitation onto the table as I left for work that day. I tried to put the invitation out of my mind...
Ending a loving relationship, particularly for the second time, is more complicated than disconnecting a phone call. Over the previous thirty-plus years, memories of Gaynor had frequently popped into my mind. Something or somewhere - a smell, a sight, a song - triggered recollections. But now, this second time around, I couldn’t get through even one single day without thinking about her. Maybe it was because it was all to...
The place Gaynor selected for our late lunch was only a few minutes drive away, a quaint country inn with thatched-roof, low black beams, leaded windows and highly-polished hardwood flooring. Prints of hunting scenes, highlighting red coats and dappled dogs, adorned the walls and the stoutly-padded seats made wooden chairs surprisingly comfortable. A few customers still lingered over their meals or drinks and some of them...
Traffic was light that Friday evening and I made good time. It was 7:01 when I parked the car in the garage and switched off the engine. I removed the phone from my pocket, preparing to text Gaynor, when it beep-beeped. The words on the screen told me: 1 message from Gaynor. I opened it and read: Just to let you know I’ve sent an email xx I hit the reply button and sent: Got here this minute. No problems. Will read mail...
Thursday night I hardly slept. I was like a child on Christmas Eve, excited and desperate for morning to arrive so that I could open my gifts. But I wasn’t a child. I was less than a month from my fifty-eighth birthday and my special present was a meeting with Gaynor. I lay quite still for most of the night but my mind restlessly darted from one memory to another: some from years back, others just snippets from our phone...
This story stands alone to a degree, but will make much more sense after reading the first two chapters. Less than a year after my wife Shannon and I visited Lisa and Brian’s house, our 5 year college reunion was upon us. We made our travel arrangements and got a hotel room nearby. Shannon talked to Lisa and found out that Brian wasn’t going to make it. He graduated the same year we did from a different school, and wanted...
I really need a vacation. I work for one of the finest women’s clothing stores in the city and, recently, I have been working very long hours. Our manager is leaving and the company is deciding whether to hire someone from within the store or from outside. The fact is, I’ve worked very hard for the company for several years and, at the age of 35, I feel I would make a good manager. I really want the job. Okay, it come...
“I love you, Beth. I love you." The sudden awareness of the time snaps out of my daydream. Three years ago, Mark Taylor told me he loved me and became the first boy to say those three magic words to me. We lasted two years together, braving the perils of a long-distance relationship with me in Boston and him in Chicago. Before the summer of 2012 kicked in, Mark was offered a prestigious internship in a law firm in Hong Ko...
When we got to the room I opened the door and let her walk in first. Stepping past her, I went to the desk and placed my wallet on top of some papers as a reminder not to leave them behind. I then turned around to see her leaning seductively against the door. That familiar grin spread across her lips as one hand reached for the hemline of her skirt. She very slowly raised it, exposing her legs, and as it crept higher she...
I bolted upright. My heart was pounding and my cock was in Monica's hand. She was sitting on the edge of the bed slowly stroking me. "Shh, it's okay," she said soothingly, "it's just me." She smiled warmly looking down at my cock and then back into my eyes. "I couldn't resist any longer. I hope you don't mind..." Adrenalin was coursing through my veins, startled awake from my dream and my heart pounding in my chest like a...
A sound at his office door brought Dan’s head up. His secretary stood in the opening and spoke softly to him, “It’s Laura; do you want to take the call?” Dan picked up his phone and spoke without pause. “Well hello, so good to hear from you, it has been a while.” Dan recalled with distaste the last time he talked with his wife; it was six weeks ago at Thanksgiving when she told him she was leaving to go skiing with Greg....
Monica and I met in our freshman year in college. We had both enrolled in the same history class and she occupied the seat beside me. We'd frequently make small talk while waiting for class to start, and It wasn't long before we became friends. Very good friends actually. We looked out for one another, studied together, watched movies, had dinner and went drinking together. We had sex, hot torrid sex. The kind of sex tha...
That winters day was cold and white.A nip of cold in morning’s light.The chimney’s smoke was twisting high,Reaching up to the grey blue sky.It took me back to our faded youth,A less complex time of trust and truth.The days were long and filled with joy,Our love was fresh, not brash and coy.The still air was broken by icy chill,Snowflakes falling on the window sill.The journey was long, my trek complete,It was now time to...
This long trip has been a blessing. Each mile bringing me closer to you. Will you forgive me for leaving? I'm not sure what you will do. I sought my fame and fortune. Time and distances pulled us apart. I know now you are my riches. Can you still allow me in your heart? My mind drifts to those magical times, Where we walked and talked as one. How we'd face each day with hope. And our problems were turned to fun. The condu...
