The old weir gate was stuck, again. The old one, made of hornbeam had been much better, but had fallen to pieces two years ago; this modern thing was awful. It had swollen with the rain, and needed a good kick to make it open; fortunately, I was in the mood for kicking, so I gave it a good boot – and it opened. The trees were stark against the sky, denuded...
My name is Matthew and I am a research analyst and live with my wife, Jane, in a small rural town about forty minutes from my office in Atlanta. We both work out about three times each week and keep ourselves looking and feeling in excellent shape. After being married 17 years we still love each other deeply, but our sex life has recently become rather predi...
This is a lesbian romance with a decidedly Christian theme. If this turns you off, read no further, skip to the end, drop your 1 bomb and go your way. * Altowiese MacMurtry woke first, and felt Jere's hand still on her hip. Altowiese slept without any clothes on, even on a cold spring night. It was still dark. Altowiese gently moved Jere's hand away and, e...
Folks are moving to farm country to build their McMansions. The demolition crews came with heavy trucks, creating big muddy ruts in the road. In the next weeks, construction teams banged their hammers for months, erecting houses. Here come the city people, playing loud music, littering beer cans and getting stuck in the ditch. The latest rumor was that next...
Mary Morgan sat near the front of the congregation contemplating the choir to her right – or, more particularly, one single member of the choir – her daughter-in-law, Chelsea. Chelsea had been married to Mary's step-son, David Collins, for three years and for all of that time Mary had been fantasising about getting the beautiful young woman naked and into be...
"May the Lord bless you and keep you and may peace be upon you," the priest said to his congregation as everyone stood watching the man recite the benediction. The light from the stained glass windows poured on each devout adult head like beams from heaven while the children and teenagers in the church fidgeted, impatient for the ending of the mass. Sittin...
Amy loved her job, but she had no illusions about what her job really was. After all, you couldn’t expect success if you pretended it was anything else. She was a sex performer, and she was paid to have sex on stage several times a night whenever it was her shift. And sex, whether on stage, for film or in private, was still sex. It meant disrobing, it meant...
Susanna, the vicar's wife, was enjoying very private intimate relations with Sarah - a well-known and highly respected lady in her mid forties, and wife of a local aristocrat - whom she first met at an official lunch of the local district authority. The women's close relations developed quickly, and had been going on for several weeks, when one Sunday mornin...
Authors note—This is my first work of fiction I chose to place it in the Winter Holiday Contest. Why not shoot high! If you would please rate the work also any thoughts will be treasured by me. All characters involved in sexual contact are over 18. Happy Holidays * Delores María Sánchez was again looking at the waif-like woman staring at the Christmas tree...
DIPPING MY TOES Linda is drawn deeper into Rowena's world when they decide to check out potential venues in Melbourne but Linda is finding it hard to avoid the feeling that she is just chasing rainbows. To make it worse Rowena seems determined to maintain a platonic friendship despite being aware that Linda finds her desirable. Dipping my toes in the datin...