The sun was high in the sky when I awoke the morning after Jennifer and I had discovered our feelings for each other. I thought that perhaps it had all been a beautiful dream but there was too much evidence to the contrary. The way my body still hummed at the slightest touch to my nipples. The pair of panties on the floor that smelled of raw sex...the pile o...
Constructive comments and positive feedback appreciated. Copyright 2020 All rights reserved ************************* Jenna McLeary was nervous. The college sophomore was about to be paired with a random classmate from her Advanced Business Dynamics class for their main project, but she dreaded it. Oh, not the project itself, but rather the idea of being...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER – Welcome to 1988 and the Long Island town of Pine Tree Park where weird people do weird things and bad girls do bad things – with each other. Allison Johnson, an attractive blonde real estate broker, is the undisputed Queen Bee of the PTA and has a seemingly ideal life. However, as she has entered her 40s, Allison has been noticin...
This is the first time I have written something like this and I will be grateful for any feed back that I get, good or bad. So please enjoy and let me know what you think. * The wait that I was feeling was more than I could tolerate. But I knew that when I could finally meet her that I would be happy. We have talked for the last few months on the phone an...
* * Charlotte * * Finally, we were on a plane and on our way. We would meet the girls tomorrow for lunch. It had been frighteningly hectic for both of us; more school and sports for Sheri. We took every chance possible for dinners and nights; neither of us was happy (or satisfied) with what our schedules allowed. Sheri had moved more of her things in. That...
[Authors Note: The term cunny is prevalent in the anonymous erotic fiction of Edwardian England. It is roughly analogous to the word pussy and is used in this manner. None of my research revealed a similar term that is congruent with the time period of this story, which is late 17th century. If any of my readers know of a less anachronistic term I would grea...
This is the second installment of this story. If you haven't already, I suggest reading "A Suburban Shift" first, before reading this one. Thank you and I hope you enjoy! ***** Madelyn Prescott was in a rush. But, being busy and on the move was nothing strange for the 42 year old mother of two. Today had all the usual chores- the gym, getting her husband a...
Part One Carol leaned back against the leather seat of the limousine. Tired of sitting and staring out the window she fought the urge to stretch. She had been in the back of the car for nine hours on the way to a place she had not been in fifteen years. She could no longer see very much outside the tinted window as the sun was only gracing the top of the gr...
But the summer did end, and it looked like my entrance to college was going to be delayed for a year by a lack of funds. My parents would pay for tuition and room and board, but if I wanted a car or any spending money, I had to earn it myself. I had just started my first job when I met Janet, this tennis chum of my Mom's. I'd begun dating several guys, and I...
Author's Notes; This is the third and final story in the Mid-life in Crisis series. Again, due to time constraints, my wife is the only editor for this story. If there are mistakes, I take full responsibility for them. Please remember this is a copywrited work of fiction and all legal disclaimers apply. I hope you enjoy the story. My first ever Blog entr...