Looking back at events that occurred in our lives in the recent past, i feel that i should have sensed something was amiss ever since the time when my wife announced that she had had a rather strange dream. She said that her parents were trying to set up a new marriage for her. She went on to describe in detail how they had invited a prospective groom to the...
My husband, Trey, and I have been talking about joining the "lifestyle" for years. The closest we had ever come to actually indulging in our fantasies was getting memberships to the local swing clubs. We had tried out several of the clubs, but I must have chickened out each time. There had been some very close calls to swapping with a couple in a hot tub, bu...
My wife, AJ and I had been married for 15 years last winter when I started my new, government job with the Department of Homeland Security. Our headquarters is obviously in Washington DC, but my small branch office was out of the way in Nashville, TN. I am a planner with the office in Nashville and have an immediate supervisor here, but my main boss happens...
Thanks to mikothebaby for her editing Advise. All and any errors are all mine. ++++++ ...from Part 1 Now I am certain at some point in my life I have done dumber things then throwing white hot lighted flares onto an ocean of jet fuel. But at that moment, I truly could not recall committing a more inane dim-witted act. The first few flares went out, or h...
I was outside at the backyard of my house, enjoying the sunshine, and reading a book. I loved the backyard because it's where I grow my garden of flowers and various plants, entertain friends and family with my grill and backyard kitchen, and take a swim in my large pool. The backyard is just as large as my large my Italian villa-style mansion. My cordless p...
*This is a work of fiction. Most of my stories are true, but I do have unrealized fantasies...that I'll try to make reality...hope you enjoy!* *Note-this is part three of my story entitled 'Best camping trip ever for CD'...if you haven't read the first two parts, or at least part two, you won't understand what's going on at first. I don't like to waste read...
I wake up, fearful I may be feeling the effects of my foray into Bahamian concoctions, and walk gingerly to the bathroom. Hmmm, no headache, no stomach ache, no aches whatsoever . . . except, what's this? There is an ache . . . down there . . . I've been dreaming . . . My Islander . . . oh my! That's not just an ache. That's a deep, inner longing. Oh wow. Wh...
A note from the author: I've attempted something a little different with this story, for it's the first time I've written about well known characters. I've always been a Soprano's fan, and consider it one of the best programmes to have ever hit our screens. I hope this story has captured some of the personalities and how they'd react in situations such as t...
I wake up, fearful I may be feeling the effects of my foray into Bahamian concoctions, and walk gingerly to the bathroom. Hmmm, no headache, no stomach ache, no aches whatsoever . . . except, what's this? There is an ache . . . down there . . . I've been dreaming . . . My Islander . . . oh my! That's not just an ache. That's a deep, inner longing. Oh wow. Wh...
So, Day Three comes and goes without event . . . and I mean WITHOUT EVENT! I didn't get to see My Islander all day. No matter where I looked, he wasn't there. It was a heartbreaking day. However, I couldn't let on to the hubby how dejected I felt about it. I didn't want him to think I didn't want or love him anymore. In fact, even without My Islander around,...