Reunion Masquerade
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I wheeled my patient from the cooler in to my "work room."She was a 74 year old female who had died of natural causes. I had three days to prepare her so that the family could have a viewing before committing her to a plot next to her predeceased husband. She was joining him after a separation of almost 10 years. I had plenty of time to do my usual excellent job. I am a very skilled undertaker. I, Thomas Steel, didn't start out life wanting to embalm corpses. I graduated from my high...
The thing that struck her most was the passage of time. Driving through town on a warm summer afternoon, wondering if she knew this person or that person. That's when it hit her- it had been 15 years since she had cruised these streets, laughing and carrying on and doing all the things that teenagers do.Of course, back then she didn't have a car, and didn't have the perspective of college, work, the outside world. Still, it struck her just how long it had been since her school days.The reunion...
Chapter 1 Ron and Janet Ellis had quietly put out the word 5 years after the first members of The Group had graduated from high school that there would be a 5-year reunion in their home on a Saturday evening in January. They figured with the cold weather and it not being a high school basketball game night, there would be little awareness that the first members of the Group were getting back together again to renew old relationships and to enjoy being with each other sexually once again. The...
By Ken Haramiru Check my blog at http://haramiru.wordpress.com/ to find both my free and commercial erotica. And follow me on Twitter at @haramiru for more! A note on this story: Everything up until “My prayers weren’t answered” actually happened. Afterwards, I couldn’t wait to get home and write a story about what could’ve been. Today, I just got back from attending my ex-girlfriend Lois’s father’s funeral. He had lived a full life, and as a Catholic he’d had a large family. Most of...
Reunion Nightmare by Cindy Johnson [email protected] Free Audio MP3 version available Positive reviews welcome ?? Oh God, no. Please tell me she didn't just bring this up in front of the entire family, and my wife. My stupid, drunk sister spilled our family secret, and now everyone is looking at me giggling. It was our semi-annual family reunion. The entire family comes to Chicago to meet every two years from all over the country. We usually have over 50 people attend the...
BIOCHEMISTRY 4: THE FUNERAL By JRD Sam and James were at the mansion of Elaine having a simple get together. This was one of the things that Sam liked so much about being with Elaine. Despite all the trappings of wealth that Elaine had, she was really just a simple girl at heart. Many of the "wealthy elite" that Sam had to deal with maintained a rigid "air of civility", a wall of class distinction, between themselves and their servants, but Elaine was really just one of the...
I own one suit (charcoal gray) and one pair of dress shoes (black) to wear with it. When it comes to dress-up, I'm not really a Technicolor person. I bought them at the same time about six years ago to wear to my grandmother's funeral. Since then, I've worn them exactly twice; once to a friend's wedding and once to the funeral I'm going to tell you about. Since I work for the U.S. Forestry Service as a ranger in Idaho, I spend most of my time outside and that means suits and ties are...
Reunion Party Hostess Back when we were still in college Kelly and I knew a guy who worked for a catering company. They would stage different types of parties like holiday business parties, class reunions and such. This guy would be in charge of hiringus college k**s to work as waiters, busboys and bartenders. Kelly and I would often work as hostesses for some of theseparties. It was easy work and we always got paid in cash under the table. I want to tell you about the time we were...
The long miles evaporated into scenes in my rear view mirror. Ahead, more miles appeared. I knew where I was headed having made the trip many times, however, this time the trip was to see my only sibling for what was the last time. My premonition was correct. She had a catastrophic relapse shortly afterward and died quickly. Cancer is the great killer that took her, and our parents. I remained the last member of my nuclear family and cancer free. What were the markers that separated me from...
I love being an intern. I really do. There is so much to learn and experience, and the perks are amazing. For the past two years, I had the pleasure (quite literally) of doing my internship at a funeral home in my hometown. My ambition is to be a funeral director and there is no better place to get hands on experience than working in funeral home. My boss and mentor is the Funeral Director. He is a 35 year old man of Japanese descent. His name is Kyle and he took over “the biz” from his...
Quickie SexIntroduction: Transgendered story where a man at a funeral home gains a strange power to be the dead A funeral home is a place for death, but in a small town outside Richmond, until one Friday night. The phone rang at a little past two and he knew what it meant. Someone was dead. He took the information and thanked god that he didnt have to go to a house tonight. He sat up and looked at his wife, got out of bed and slipped his suit on. He woke up once he got to the funeral home, brewed a cup of...
During the morning break, at school, Monday morning, I get paged to the office. I can tell something is up by the way the secretaries are looking at me. One of the counsellors takes me to his office and informs me that Gran is dead. I phone Zlata and tell her to take the day off to be with Sam and Grandpa. I am a bit of a dick; in that, I refuse to go home and stay in school for the day. I know how emotional my family gets and do not want to deal with it while I am dealing with the loss of...
Foreword A note on this story: Everything up until you see the line "My prayers weren't answered" actually happened, and yes she was pretty much dressed like the girl on the cover. Once I left the reception, I couldn't wait to get home and write a story about what could've happened. Chapter 1: The Funeral Today, I just got back from attending my ex-girlfriend Lois's father's funeral. He had lived a full life, and as a Catholic he'd had a large family. Most of the women in his...
At approx 7PM; I finished work and headed home. Pam would most likely be there and working on dinner. Her car was in the garage as I pulled mine in. I went in through the kitchen door and was surprised to see that she was wasn't in the kitchen. No answer when I called her name. I went through the house searching until I reached our bedroom at the other end. Still no Pam. I decided to check the adjoining bathroom. My search for my wife ended there. Pam was sitting slumped forward on the toilet...
I was going to be going into the city on the morning of her funeral (which was scheduled for 11 AM. I arrived at the funeral home at 8:45 and located the viewing room where she was still on display. As I walked into the room; I could see her lying in repose in her casket at the front of the room. I was not disappointed as I came close enough to really see her. Cindy was clad in a midnight blue dress with an embroidered bodice. She had a deep dark tan on all of her that I could view (face,...
Introduction: Authors Note: The story you are about to read is fantasy fiction. The events never happened and are only a product of my sometimes vivid imagination. It was a typical Friday morning at our home. My wife and I were getting ready for work. My 42 year old wife Pamela looked particularly sexy this morning as she was applying her makeup. She was dressed in a gray wool blend suit with a skirt just above the knees, light suntan thigh-hi stockings and a dark plum blouse. Black high heel...
The next couple of months went by faster than I had hoped. Katherine moved in with me, and put her condo up for sale. Her ex was a real scumbag, and spent a good part of her money before filing for divorce from her. Then he got awarded alimony because she worked more than him, and made more money. Luckily for her, it was set for five years max, or until he got remarried. Katherine flew out to Montreal a month after moving in. We talked on the phone a lot, Skyped, and texted for the next...
Cindy left early the next morning to get home, and watch her siblings. I sat on the back porch with my coffee, and pulled out my phone. “Change of plans.” I texted Katherine. I wasn't expecting her to reply. I didn't know what her shooting schedule was, and was surprised when she called me a minute later. “Good morning, Beautiful.” I answered. “Good morning to you, Love.” She said back. “What changed in the plan? I thought that you had that sweet little tart lined up to make Candice...
PART ONE – NEW YORK CITY I wake before dawn, alone in my bed. I reach over, old habits die hard, but there is no tousled head on the pillow beside me. Not even a slight indentation in the useless fucking thing. I get out of bed and the memories wash over me. We’d made love, then fought. She’d packed her bag and left. Now the loft seems much bigger than it had seemed before, with her things gone. I’d wanted her gone, so what the hell is the matter with me. Lonely. Yeah, lonely. She’d been...
This is a bad, dark, and very dirty story written in bad English. Forced sex, humiliation. Please do not read if you can be offended by such materials. Reunion. The party was on, and everybody was there, all the familiar faces I missed for the last three years. Luckily for me, the game started, and everybody concentrated on the screen of a huge TV set in front of the room. I breathed with relief; nobody is going to stare at me anymore, and by the end of the game, they are going to...
It was Sunday morning and Don was very comprehensively reading the day's paper with it's weekly "Magazine" articles as well as the International, National, State and local news. Also, a feature of Sunday's paper was a roundup of local, community and club news. One particular local news item was that the local Walton families were planning a family reunion for about twelve months time, The same notice was put into the state's other two major newspapers and were asking that any...
Reunion: The Conclusion You should read the previous chapters before reading this one, as this is the conclusion. Amy opened the letter and stared at it. The look on her face completely changed. Her mouth was open but nothing was coming out. "What is it Amy? What's the matter?" asked Beth. "This can't be true! It has to be a mistake," said Amy as she turned white. Beth grabbed the test results. "What does it say Beth?" I asked her. She looked up at me with sadness in her...
“Hey, baby,” sniffled Linda Perkins.“Hey, mom! I missed your calls. I was seeing patients,” Rochelle explained.“It’s okay. I was just calling to tell you G-momma passed away in the nursing home last night.”“Oh my god! I’m so sorry, mama!”The older woman sobbed, “Thank you! I’m workin’ on the arrangements with Paul and Dianne. I’ll let you know when the service is gonna be.”“Okay! Take your time. Is Clarence around,” she inquired about her mother’s husband.“He’s mowing the lawn.”“Alright. I need...
A Funeral for Everyone All of Geralt Bellegrade's friends and family knew that sooner rather than later he would die a sudden death from a severe epileptic seizure. Even with people being shocked in the fact that the walking dead man was still alive, the news of his death was devastating. His death was an inevitable as the Sun rising from the east, but people took the news like they saw the Sun rise from the west. In some manner it is harder to accept a death of someone in the prime...
was the phone call all adult c***dren expect. We are never prepared for it when it comes though. Even when you are 45, you are not ready for the call.I was working at my desk completing some bookkeeping duties for my in-home business when the phone rang. It was my mother. "Hello David. I have sad news. Your father died during the night."WOW!!!! I was speechless. Even though he had been sick, I was not ready to hear those words. Dad had several strokes about 8 months before that had left him...
Part 1 The Funeral By Docker5000 Introductory. A Mother and her two drunk son’s bond in a Hotel room after a family funeral. Denise huddled closer to her husband Tony she was trying to keep under his umbrella as the rain was now coming down hard. Her two sons Gary 15 and James 17 both shared an umbrella. However, even this did not stop them both from getting wet-through. Everyone at the grave side was now wet-through the vicar was trying his best to read the funeral service, but the...
December 24, 2007 - December 28, 2007 I was at the station at 0800 Monday morning as usual. It might have been Christmas Eve, but I was a regular working stiff, and didn’t have any vacation time built up. I was practically the only person in Services. Almost immediately after I arrived, I was summoned to Lieutenant Brownell’s office. It didn’t seem as if Jerry Wolinski had told anybody I was too screwed up to become a cop, but somebody must have told Brownell that I had gotten into it with...
I pulled the body from the cooler and transferred it onto the gurney. The nurse handed me a bag with the woman’s personal items, and I placed them on top of the body bag, and covered them both with the velvet cover with the funeral home embroidered across the side. Once back to the funeral home I took her into the prep room and unzipped the bag. She was an elderly black lady. I looked over her information and then looked at her personal items. I checked them off the list. Everything accounted...
The woman drew closed curtains separating them from the driver. The side windows were already covered with red velvet curtains, as was the rear window. Jennifer could not see out in any direction. "We trust that you will not mind this security precaution" said the white gowned woman. "Occasionally one of our clients has second thoughts later on. That is quite all right, but we can not risk having the location of our facilities revealed." The limousine pulled away. They drove on through...
It was 9am on the day of the funeral, George had passed away suddenly and unexpectedly of a heart attack. He left behind his wife Janet and 3 young children. George had run a local business home improvement business before his passing. He had done what seemed quite well for himself owning a large house and always driving the newest model car, very few people knew he was leverage to the hilt.. Janet was only 37, she was a stay-at-home mom who had always led the easy life due to George’s...
Jenny sat quietly and watched the countryside pass the window of the train. She had never been to this part of the country before, it seemed so isolated and remote. The rolling hills and forested valleys were newly alive with the warmth of the coming summer. She watched without any real interest in the view as her mind kept going back to the chance encounter with her brother James. She hadn't seen him in many years, not since that terrible day when their father had caught them in the barn. They...
Reunion Revenge by JEP Chapter 1 ? Payback Will Be a Bitch ? for the Bitches ! So, I was going back to my high school class reunion, twenty years after Iwas graduated. My high school class had always been divided into two groups ? the ?in? crowd,and all the rest of us. The ?in? crowd was from wealthy families, they heldall the important positions in school and they had nothing to do with the restof us. They treated us like scum. I have to admit, in school I was a crossbetween a weenie and a...
I guess this story is about my second time to have sex. My high school girlfriend was my first. We had dated for over a year before I finally got to actually have sex. Then it was awkward to say the least. We did not have a rubber, I had to pull out, we really did not know what we were doing. We had done it five times and none of those times went real smooth or were real enjoyable. Then one of my girlfriends relatives died. Not like anyone she knew real well. But she had to go to the funeral...
My Grandma chose the most inopportune time to die. I was engaged in the lengthy process of lining up a new job that actually granted paid funeral leave, but I was still a few weeks away from giving my notice at my old position. As opposed to the numerous times she'd "died" earlier in my life, come the one true time there wasn't anything exciting I wanted to do with the time off. I was hoping that no one in Personnel was clever enough to say Hey, wait a minute, didn't your Grandmother die a...
©2012 Mendon Fishers I wheeled my patient from the cooler in to my ‘work room.’She was a 74 year old female who had died of natural causes. I had three days to prepare her so that the family could have a viewing before committing her to a plot next to her predeceased husband. She was joining him after a separation of almost 10 years. I had plenty of time to do my usual excellent job. I am a very skilled undertaker. I, Thomas Steel, didn’t start out life wanting to embalm corpses. I...
I love being an intern. I really do. There is so much to learn and experience, and the perks are amazing. For the past two years, I had the pleasure (quite literally) of doing my internship at a funeral home in my hometown. My ambition is to be a funeral director and there is no better place to get hands on experience than working in funeral home. My boss and mentor is the Funeral Director. He is a 35 year old man of Japanese descent. His name is Kyle and he took over “the biz” from his...
With the service over Candice made her way back to stretch limo the driver looking appropriately respectful his hands crossed, With the service over Candice made her way back to stretch limo the driver looking appropriately respectful his hands crossed, head down. As she neared he opened the door allowing the young woman to climb inside her uncle already waiting. She had turned 16 just 3 days ago; but it was a birthday she would want to forget. Sure her aunt and uncle had made an effort...
Uncle Bert’s funeral was that day. We all attended, of course, as did his huge family and many others I had never met. Uncle Bert was well loved. I was surprised how many women were there without a male escort. A lot had wedding rings. I know it was a sad occasion being a funeral and all, but, I know Uncle Bert. He would have gotten a kick out of my erection from thinking about his funeral goers. My family all liked Mary and Andy. My parents were surprised when I told them Andy was my...
It had been ten years since Brett had seen Austin in person. They had been lovers in high school but lost touch after they chose different colleges upon graduation. This weekend was to be the climax of their six-month flirtation over the telephone and computer. The occasion was the all school reunion in the tiny town where they grew up. The idea for an all school reunion had initially been Brett’s. She had heard of other towns doing that where the schools were really small and didn’t have very...
In high school Cindy was the most popular girl in our graduation class, Captin of the cheerleaders, and with an air of self-confidence that carried her through almost anything. she was smart, pretty, fun to be around, a personality that invited people to love her.Including me.But...I was shy around girls, I could never master the art of small talk and chatting that was the key to the kingdom.Cindy.had short brown hair, cut in the popular style of the day, sparkling blue eyes, a ready laugh,full...
As she and Bill entered the reunion hall, Ashley noticed three of her friends standing on the steps. She could feel their envious eyes burning into her back, and she overheard Kim saying, "Ashley is with Prof. Anderson! They came in the same car. This is the big event of the reunion." It wasn't long before Kim took Ashley aside. "Did you get him?" "I got him. I'm staying at his house. He is going to visit me in California." "Ashley! Was it good enough to wait for?" "I didn't...
After joining his family Robert attempts to hide his excitement. The funeral goes as expected, though Robert is amazed by the outpouring of love and respect expressed by the overflow crowd and at the large number of young people present. At the end of the ceremony Robert finds himself surrounded by people offering their condolences and pouring forth many accolades for Jonas. Though he wants to feel pride in their heartfelt expressions of grief and praise Robert finds he can’t accept what he...
Bryan and I made it to Albuquerque two days before my dad passed away peacefully. We remained for the funeral and the family gatherings that followed. Those days remain a blur in my memory. Clearly, between my father's passing, the funeral and the family interactions, there were no opportunities for Bryan and me to be intimate; not that I wanted to be intimate under these circumstances. The slight respite gave me some time to search my soul about the events of the past week without a...
TabooFriday, the last day of the reunion. Katherine, and I woke up early, and cooked breakfast together. Cooking with her was one of my favorite things to do. It was just the two of us, no TV, no work, just us talking, cooking, and sneaking kisses from each other. We got ready, and decided to take the boat across the lake to the state park. Plenty of boaters park their boats just off of the sandbar, so there was no issues there. I let Katherine drive, while I was instructing her on what to do. She...
He got as far as "Janice, thank you for your....." When a woman in blue to their right turned to face him, turning quickly in response to the sound of his voice; Somehow inevitably, and undeniably it was Mary, taller now, fuller, more elegant and if changed at all only for the better.Her hair was loose and floating on a breeze, and those eyes and the smile, oh God the smile." Sean," she cried delighted.It was all he could do to stop himself grabbing her by the shoulders and kissing her right...
By Len Hazell"What am, I doing here?"Sean Mc Connel checked his watch again; it was eleven minutes past nine, which meant he had been wandering the streets for almost two hours.It also meant that he had been standing outside the old Urqueholme Secondary Modern, or, Urqueholme Comprehensive School, as it now was, for forty-seven minutes.Twenty years ago, almost to the day, he had walked out through those same wrought iron gates, for the last time.Turning to deliver a tremendous, wholehearted,...
There hadn't been any fights between the brothers and sisters of my fathers family but after my grandmother died I hadn't seen anybody from that side of the family, grandma apparently was the glue that held everything together. I was 17 at the time and the youngest, Jennifer, wasn't even 2, but my aunt had arranged a family reunion after fifteen years and I was actually quite curious about my uncles, aunts and cousins. When I arrived we were separated into two groups, the old and the young, I...
Reunion By Heather St. Claire They had chosen the restaurant with great care; it had to be someplace that wasn't too fancy or too seedy, too flashy or too noticeably hidden. In short, somewhere where they were most likely to blend into their surroundings. Leslie had arrived first, and was seated in a booth toward the rear of the main dining room. She nervously crossed, uncrossed and recrossed her legs. She was wearing her new knee-high, spike-heeled, brown leather boots. ...
Reunion Day The young woman gracefully made her way off the first class section of the aircraft, down the jet way and into the gate area of the terminal. Each of her delicate movements seemed almost thoughtfully considered for amplified reinforcement of her feminine elegance ? and indeed they were. Those fortunate enough to cast their gaze upon her for any length of time were reward with a vision of true female beauty infrequently observed. More than a few viewers turned their...
It's hard to believe it, but I am happily married to my best friend, and now my family has welcomed us with open arms. I am glad, because I was born a boy. My best friend is Maxwell Anderson. He looks like an red-headed Anthony DiNozzo from NCIS with his flaming red hair, hazel eyes and natural tan. He is a musician who can play the piano, organ, violin, and guitar with equal ease. He teaches music at Warton High School. My name is Connie Renee Anderson. Me, I look like an Arabian...
The Swarm Cycle Universe Copyright© 2007 The Thinking Horndog “Missy Sinclair. I haven’t seen you since Graduation. How have you been?” “Monica? My goodness, look at you! You look great! I’ve been fine. Married Fred, just like everyone expected. We got divorced in less than two years. At least we didn’t have any kids. Then I met Jacob and things are great now. I’m Mrs. Johnson now with two kids. Let’s see now. Here is your reunion packet and your seating location. You are at table...
The room was striking; someone or some group had spent many, many hours on the decorations. The effect was arresting—burgundy and gold, matching floral centerpieces and garlands at every table, walls full of blow-ups of photos taken twenty-some years ago, full of feathered hair, primary colors, rolled sleeves, and leather. The room was full of the clamor of buoyant greetings and the celebration of reunion. As he walked through the room, he overheard snatches of conversation -- the past not so...
It was a cold March morning. Mist hung low over the Northamptonshire countryside and a sharp frost covered the lawn outside Matt's townhouse. His alarm beeped and roused him from his slumber. His dream faded quickly in the cold light of day. He'd been dreaming about his past a lot recently. He didn't know why. It wasn't as if yearned for his school days. Perhaps it was his age. He was twenty-eight, and feeling old. Work was getting on top of him. The previous night he'd been out on the...
We met at an Oxford shire hotel, and ageing group of old hippies someone describes us as. Lunch and afternoon was spent re-aquainting one another with old school friends our days as the kids of "ex pats". Talk of our teenage high school days and school romances. As people prepared to go and change for the evenings fun a very tall stunning middle aged guy was checking in with much younger stunning woman. Dawn exclaimed, "ROY that's Roy. People turned and headed to greet Roy, all the guys eyeing...
EroticI got a letter in the mail requesting my presence for a large family reunion. I know these types of gatherings are mainly just an opportunity for the elder ladies to gossip and catch up on all the dirt that has happened in the extended family but I decieded to go because I found out my brother was going to be there from overseas and an uncle was coming that I hadnt seen in a long time. I show up a little late and I couldnt believe how many members of the family were there and the amount of food...
IncestAs the diminutive red head sat down uncle Bertie took her hand. He and Aunt Stephanie had been so kind. The past week would have been unbearable without them. The smiling big man gave her a comforting open armed invitation of condolence the beautiful 5'3 flower beginning to wilt. Now inside the limo Candice not one for showing her emotions in public began to sob, her knees curled up, her little figure hugging black dress and big rim hat looking like something out of Breakfast at...
With the service over Candice made her way back to stretch limo the driver looking appropriately respectful his hands crossed, head down. As she neared he opened the door allowing the young woman to climb inside her uncle already waiting for her. She had turned 18 just 3 days ago; but it was a birthday she would want to forget. Sure her aunt and uncle had made an effort to celebrate but how could you seriously celebrate while you made funeral arrangements? As the diminutive red head sat down...
Four years after Princess Elaheh's arrival in Kobekistan, the Emir was genuinely sorry to hear that the Earl of Bargoed, his long time friend, had died at the ripe old age of seventy-nine. Their relationship had been very close, closer than would have been legal in the west; the Earl was the father and grandfather of two of the Emir's wives, Princess Ayda and her daughter, Princess Alima. The Earl had also become the third husband of the Emir's English mother, Amelia, Princess...