Jim didn't want to go home to his wife. Instead, he wanted to sneak into a hotel with his new favorite co-worker. Nothing interesting happened during the work hours, and he could only anticipate his next reunion with Grace. At midnight, he had been the last person to stay behind and linger in an empty office filled with unoccupied cubicles. Only the two jani...
We live in a university town, my wife and I, and we live in a neighborhood within five blocks of the edge of that university. It's an affluent neighborhood, built on heavily wooded, well-manicured lots on the side of a ridge, with narrow streets running up and down and twisting here and there. Almost like the country, but a wealthy enclave right in the small...
I'm becoming less busy now, and I am determined to finish this story too! Hope you guys enjoy these additions of the story, this one's longer. Don't forget to vote! Thanks! ***** Chapter 1.10 Kenneth "Nice." Damon flattered, fixing the position of the black tactical suit that I was wearing. The whole outfit felt new to me, but this was how I always wear...
It was beaut having Uncle Rob's mate Guy over for the evening. He's always up for a laugh and it's great how his no-nonsense way of speaking and brash sense of humour are so at odds with the airs and graces Uncle Rob puts on. It was especially great, though, because I knew there was a lot more on the cards than just a fun night with my uncle, Guy and my cou...
All rights reserved - this story is a work of fiction and remains the property of the writer. * Sheila looked over at me. We had just finished making love, and I had cum inside her. I lay next to her as she slowly reached down to feel my cock. "Mmmmm, that was nice. I love feeling your sperm in me." She reached down and I saw her hand move to her pussy. S...
'You mustn't be sad.' Rory said these words to me in that strangely soft drawl of his; the one that came only when he was comforting me. It sounded kind of like something that floated out of an old Merchant and Ivory movie. He ran his hand soothingly along the back of my bowed head and settled himself on the wing of an overstuffed armchair in my family sitt...
Brandon complained all the way to the car. "I told you, I don't want a bachelor party." Keith shook his head. "I don't remember asking whether you wanted one or not. Every guy has to have a bachelor party. Back me up, Wayne." Wayne grinned. "I'm not sure, but I think maybe it's a law." Les, home from college for the wedding, opened one of the rear doors o...
Well, Dillon had asked for a sign, and he’d sure as hell gotten one. But there were several ways for two guys to make love, and as he stood waiting in the spacious lobby of the Preston Inn while Jamie checked them into a room, Dillon couldn’t help but wonder which way Jamie wanted things to go. Dillon was so nervous, he didn’t even realize Jamie was standing...
“Jamie, the guy’s a drunk on his way to the pen for God knows how long. He’s bound to be lying to save his own ass.” “Why now, though? He’s already taken the deal. He’s just waiting for the judge to impose sentence. What could he possibly have to gain by making up this story?” Dillon waited until the doors closed and then pressed the button for the sixth f...
All characters are older than 18. ***** Frank. I was 20, and he, 20 years older. At first he only seemed like the usual strict dad, who hated me for influencing his son to the wicked ways. I wasn't that bad, but he saw something in me. Something invasive. I didn't have much choice where hot dads were concerned. The hotter the dad, the most intrusive my e...