Here it was, the fifth anniversary of the first time by lover and I met face to face and I had the biggest fight of my married life because of pictures on my cell. I recently got a new cell and I am not the brightest bulb on the tree when it comes to computers so I asked my husband to take the memory card out of my old one, dump out my pictures and put it o...
It is vital to the understanding of this story to read the first chapters. As always I encourage comments as it helps to improve the writing. In the ensuing months, Paul and I continued our extraordinary life and enjoyed the surreal (and what many people would consider abnormal) ménage a trios with our elderly milkman Ron. For myself, life could not have b...
It’s amazing what one has to go through when they find a lover. My name is Daymon Hardwood, and I am a searcher of sorts. That is to say that I go through and find people who have been lost, and not in a good way either. Family’s come to me grieving after they have lost loved ones, begging to me for answers that only I can give. They seek my knowledge in t...
It was one day after Christmas. The four of us were sitting around the fire. The four being, my wife Nelle who is 42, my daughter Nita who is 21, my son Mike who is 20 and I, Bob Mitra, 43. We had just come back from a nice dinner and were sitting enjoying a bottle of wine. "There is something that we need to talk about." said Nelle, "I do not know how to p...
Last night Elise, my wife, came home, irritated, as expected, from a holiday dinner with her father and his domineering, much younger wife. Usually she needs to talk for a while to calm herself but last night she didn't want to talk. She sat at the kitchen table with me and grew annoyed. "Just use control Z" she scolded and stood up taking the mouse from m...
Liddy had been too subdued by the intensity of her orgasms to really talk much as we wound up after our impromptu exercise in Skype (or whatever it is you use these days) sex. Clearly she had been flooded with Oxytocin, but without a physical body to hug, she could do little but offer up a stream of sincere, softly spoken thank yous before we rung off. In a...
I stepped out from my luxury apartment in Morningside Heights, my primary residence, with a suitcase in tow. My chauffer arrived in a black limo about to take me to JFK airport. Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Georgina M. Appleton and I'm an US ambassador with the United Nations. I enjoy what I do; I travel the world, address serious global issues,...
As Rebecca wakes up, she hears the shower running. Her husband, Dean, has gotten a jump-start on this Saturday morning it seems. She slips on her robe and a pair of socks and pads down the hallway to the kitchen to make coffee. As she passes their daughter's room, she pulls the door closed so as to allow her to sleep in a little longer since it's the weekend...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thinking back I recalled the numerous times that I had sex in a vehicle and I decided to write about those times in my life. My first thoughts were to rank the encounters from the least memorable to the most memorable. However since the best car sex partner ever was also my last, I decided to just go in chronological order. CHAPTER 01 - Penn...
Casey Ellison peeked through the open door as his wife of six months packed her belongings. He felt bad about her leaving, even though he was in the right. Sometimes being right wasn’t all it was stacked up to be. The situation was impossible for him to live with. His wife was in love with another man. It was with her mind. He knew when they made love, she...