Stress Stories

It had been a long day. Again. They all seemed to be lately, so she was extremely grateful to be home. She walked in the door and sighed with relief at the stillness. She knew he must be resting already. It had been a long week for both of them. He's been pushing himself so hard, she thought. He deserves a little rest...and maybe a reward... She let the idea wander as she pulled off her boots and dropped her bags and coat...

Thank God you’re here! What took so long? My day’s been shit, it’s all gone wrong! You said that you’d be right along! Give me some fucking kisses!~o~ The kids played up, the dog was sick, I thought the vet would do the trick And you were late, you stupid prick! I need some fucking kisses!~o~ Don’t say a word, you’ll only lie, I never thought you’d be that guy... Are you seeing someone on the fly? I want some fucking kiss...

Anna was stressed, extremely stressed. The air conditioning at work was stuck on heat and it had been sweltering in her little corner office on the 16th floor of one of the busiest insurance offices in New York. Her underwear was soaked with her sweat, her usually light and airy suit felt rough and tight. Her hair refused to stay put in its bun and stray wisps were wafted about her face by the useless micro desk-fan. Addi...