(This is not fiction or fantasy. It is a true accounting of what happened to me last Valentines Day. Even if you think it is fiction, I think you will enjoy it. I would enjoy it if it were about someone else and not me!) I can't help but think of Valentine's Day last year, a day that forever changed my life. In the weeks leading up to that day my wife Ama...
Wednesday After breakfast we took a tour of a rum distillery, then lunch and a suck-and-fuck. After a nap, I asked her if she wanted to go to the beach. "The CO beach?" "Yeah" "Uh, I guess so. But I'm not getting naked!" I was disappointed, but said that whatever she felt comfortable with was fine. I noticed, though, that she put on a two-piece suit. A...
Chapter 1: Quite a Surprise It's the year 2304 and quite a few things have changed. She really surprises me at the doorway. My drive home was a long, ugly brood. Up for the promotion to Assistant Regional Sales Manager. Big deal. After eight years of busting my hump. Definitely better money. And a nice office. The competition? Ed Farley and Jason Blue. O...
It was September and I was about to get married. My best man was to be my older brother. He had flown in a couple days early so we could have the party a couple days early, one of the rules that my now wife made. She said the party couldn't be the night before in case something happened, I might need a few days to recover. Another rule was "I couldn't catch...
Disclaimer: this story isn't about extreme BDSM. This is about a first experimentation. I don't want anyone to be disappointed! ************** At 9:30am on a Wednesday I sent a text. "I have something new to play with" with a picture of my wrist held in a leather restraint, bound to the side of my bed with a silver chain. 90 seconds. "I'll be over in...
Back to 1975 and the lovely Diane. She was beautiful and sexy but also nice and never actually acted any kind of dominant "stuck-up" around me. Believe me, other really outwardly beautiful women had acted that way to me in the past. Just water off my back - I had learned to ignore them back. I had started teaching her chess in a conference room during lunch...
Hello, and welcome to the sixth issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. If you want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of their piece. If you want to make a general comment on...
I could tell he was watching her from over the fence. I was standing in our guest bedroom with the door closed and the light turned off. From the window I could see him looking over his side of the fence right into my master bedroom. He was watching my wife Xiomara and she was completely unaware he was there. We had just moved back to the States from Hondur...
So Shelley took me to Negril. I hadn't enjoyed my fortieth birthday, and I'd been very down about work - hating the job I soon walked away from -- and she decided that the cure was a week in the Jamaican sun. From the stories I've heard, we missed out by not staying at one of the megaresorts full of the tanned, naked, and young. She'd booked us at a tiny del...
Part I I was 19. I was still a girl, not a woman. However, my preferences were already clear to me. I am not a lesbian or a bisexual. I like men. But more than that I like to see how they like me. That I like to be appreciated by men is nothing extraordinary. Every girl and every woman does the same. But for me it is an understatement. I like to see them...