That afternoon at 6 when I arrived home from the office I went to my mailbox as I do every day. Shoving the envelopes in my open pocketbook I walked back toward the apartment building with my key held out to let myself inside quickly. It's freezing out here I said to myself. Closing the front door brought much welcome relief from the biting cold of January....
This is the tale of a middle aged woman who finally came to grips with her sexuality. In the process, she learned even more than she bargained for. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance...
At a high school in a small town, the Grade 12 students were getting ready for the upcoming prom night and for the following day's graduation ceremony at the local church. For some students, the high school years were the best time of their lives. On the other hand, for others, they just can't wait to get into the work force out of town never to return, or g...
Your name is Jane Doe and you are about to start your first job teaching at Cleopatra prepatory academy, an all girls school. It’s going to be a fresh start for you. Just as you graduated college your long time boyfriend Matt reveled that he had been sleeping with his roommates’ sister for the past year, ruining your plans to start your life together teachin...
The girls had pegged the end of November to leave, again, their jobs at Bonnie's father's station; and the thirty days absolutely flew by, they thought. Jill became a frequent visitor to the girls' apartment in those thirty days; her job as a rehab therapist gave her a certain amount of flexibility with her hours and she would often call at the last minute t...
(This adventure is based on the story "Cursed: The Idol of Lesbos" and its sequels by Melissa Dubban, used with the author's permission. While starting from the author's premise, the player's choices may take the story in a very different direction than the original. That is after all a big part of the fun.) It had been a slow day at the antique sh...
The next morning, Jezebel woke up with her on her mind. "Her" being Fancy. She lay there in her bed for a while, thinking about all she has been through. Jezebel Jones was always an outgoing, sociable woman. That's why she loved her job as a bartender. However, with those assets came shortcomings. Wherever she went with friends, she was the "hot chick" auto...
Author's Note: This is my first attempt to post a story on here. It is a fantasy, nothing more. I am not a teacher, but did work as a math tutor in college. Any and all comments and criticism are appreciated, and I hope you enjoy. ************** A cold, late autumn rain began to fall as Bethany walked up the short drive to her destination. She was much lik...
Every year around springtime I get nostalgic when I think of the sexual highlight of my high school years, or college years for that matter. I am now twenty-five years old and look pretty much the same as when I was eighteen and this timeless moment took place. I am an inch or so taller and my hips are a little fuller. I have gone from a B to a C cup and fee...
When you start out in life, things are simple. You just look between your legs and determine if you are a male or female. The penis between mine clearly told me I was a male. This realization included my sexual role and responsibilities. It was my duty to seek out willing women, develop a relationship, and have sexual relations. Simple to understand, at leas...