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Author: Story Teller
Chapter 1: Picking Up the Pieces It all started with a phone call on a sunny May afternoon. “Hey, Mom,” Brendan said, as he picked up his cell, and muted the television with the remote in his other hand. “Hi, honey.” His mother’s voice sounded weak and strained. “Can you do me a favor? I need you to come pick me up.” “Sure.” He frowned. It was in the middle of the afternoon. Why did his mom need a ride? “Where are you?” A short, tired laugh. “The hospital.” “What?” He sat up straight, the ballgame forgotten. “What happened? What’s…
Summary: Grandson helps grandma with awkward predicament. Note: This is a 750 Word Story, so there is a lack of character development and plot… just a quick wicked fantasy. Note 2: Thanks to Story Teller for editing. Honey, can you come over right away?” Grandma asked me urgently. “Sure, what’s wrong?” “Just please come asap, and straight to my bedroom,” she said, with what sounded like a moan. “Um, okay,” I agreed, then hurriedly made the ten-minute drive. I went in, proceeded to her bedroom, and gasped… since she was naked from the waist down, with her legs spread, and moaning like crazy in her nylons.…
“So, tell me about your visit, Bryson.” I had just gotten home after a week visiting my dad. “It was okay, Mom.” “‘Okay’? What do you mean by ‘okay’?” I could feel the frustration rising in me. “It was okay. It wasn’t great; it wasn’t bad. It was good to see Dad. I got along okay with Allison.” Still, it wasn’t how I had wanted to spend the first week of my summer before college. Allison was Dad’s new wife: his trophy wife. Tall, blond with green eyes and a perfect smile. Nice tits, long legs, and a muscular body…
Professional women like Lauren aren’t supposed to be visiting the upscale hotel this late at night. She’s a financial advisor at one of the city’s largest brokerage firms. At this hour she should be at home sipping wine after a long day in the office. The look on her face is somber, she knows things will never be the same. Her idyllic life took a dramatic turn last year after a client wanted suspicious money transfers done. After doing independent research she realized that she’d been laundering money for the mafia. At first she tried to ignore her guilty conscience,…