Mar 30, 2013

The Other Man

I’m that guy. Some people call me “the other man.” Others call me “Bull.” I prefer to go by my real name, Eduardo.

I’m the guy who, in the stories, is always in the bedroom with the wife or girlfriend getting it on in the afternoon when the husband or boyfriend comes home early from work.

I can’t tell you how many times that’s happened to me. They usually open up the door with a bunch of flowers in their hands. By the time I look over my shoulder, the flowers are on the floor and the guys have wilted. Somewhere inside they always know that their women have been stepping out. Either the guy’s a dick or he has a small one.

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Mar 8, 2013

Doing the Chores

I thought moving back home after college was the most humiliating thing that had happened to me but that would pale in comparison to what occurred next.

I had spent the summer on my own in an apartment, barely eking out a living at a minimum wage job while sending out letters of inquiry to anything even remotely related to my major. I finally managed to find an internship and, as it was unpaid, I knew I couldn't support myself. Thus, the move back home with my mom and my step-dad, Jerry.

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Mar 6, 2013


We'd agreed to meet at a neutral location, a hipster coffee house downtown.

When I come in, I see her standing in line. It's appropriate that the first time I saw her was from the back.

Her bottom has been at the center of our relationship ever since.

Her legs, muscular and bare; her dark hair tied back; her bottom clasped lovingly by the denim of her shorts. Not a big bottom, by any means, just prominent. She looks like the kind of girl Robert Crumb would like to have give him a piggy-back ride.

I stand next to her in line. She recognizes me immediately but we play it as if we were the oldest and dearest of friends. I give her my order, and grab us a table. I watch her as she waits for the barista to make our drinks.

She's as pretty from the front as from the back. She sports a black t-shirt with Hello Kitty standing between her breasts. She wears no make-up at my request. Her strong features look even better than in the picture she'd sent. In the picture, she stood with her hands on her hips, looking over her shoulder at the camera. Her smile held an edge of defiance. "Bring it on," she seemed to be saying. As soon as I saw her I knew I wanted to break her.

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Mar 5, 2013

New Story Now Available

As I announced tonight on the "In Bed with Dr. Sue" podcast, I have a new story that I'm making available via Kindle. I'm making it available for free for the next two days. Please read it and, if you enjoy it, spread the word. Get it here.

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