Christiane and the Bus Ride

Stupid car. My old Toyota had broken down again, and the only way I could get to Adrienne’s house was to take the bus. I needed fortification in order to face that kind of a trip, so down went three glasses of wine, and I was ready to go. Whoops no

My Straight, Petite Wife

It all started when my wife and I were on our way to New Hampshire for a little mini vacation away from the kids. Now don’t get me wrong we love our kids, we just needed some time to rekindle the flame in our relationship. 
It had been two weeks s

Chauffeur drives the boss

“Michael, could you help me?” It was Mr. Dietel, my boss. “Of course, sir.” I jumped out of my car door to see my employer half-dragging his wife from the open elevator. Thea was obviously quite intoxicated and not in control of her own faculties. I