Julianne Smith dressed carefully in the soft blue blouse with the full sleeves and the white linen slacks. A black western-style belt with silver fittings and a pair of black flats completed her ensemble --- her driving ensemble. She applied minimal makeup and fixed her long, glossy black hair in a French braid. The day was bright and the forecast was for a...
(This is the continuation of Beach Bonfire. Probably a good idea to have a read of it before this one... Ooshnafloot.) * Standing at the end of the bed, she took her bra, t-shirt, short and panties, rolled them up and threw them to me. "Okay," she said calmly. "I'm ready." Wow, I thought. She is one fine looking naked woman. And she just told me she was...
This is part 3 and the conclusion, please read Lethal Weapon parts 1 and 2 to find where we are before reading this. My keyboard has a habit of skipping letters and doubling letters. I usually catch these in spell check, but I miss some, so please bear with me. Comments and voting will be turned on now, please be kind. ***** Martin grabbed the bag of catfi...
Dear Readers - Here is a tender story of love and redemption. Perfect for a summer beach read. Enjoy. ***** I was driving back from the hardware on a Saturday afternoon when I noticed two figures trudging along in the heavy monsoon rain. They didn't have raingear and were soaked through, a small wagon with gear trailing behind. I slowed and lowered my pass...
August 10th (Sunday) - Mandi Joseph, the Flight Attendant, Comes For A Weeks Vacation John tells everyone he received an email from Mandi on August 1st telling us she's planning her annual visit for the week starting the 10th. She says she wants lots of nudity, sex and BDSM sessions, basically everything we've been doing with her for the last nearly 3 year...
I wrote this months ago for Oscar but never published it. Now I see that he has convinced a few others to write similar stories. I was asked to publish it. Irene's New Boss As I rode along in the crowded bus bunched with the other passengers into downtown Barcelona, in my mind, I was going over the conversation I had last night with my husband and was gett...
I receive many comments on the length of my tales. Equally split criticism of being too short or too long. I thought I'd explain my highly complex system of deciding length. I begin with what I want to say. I start writing. When I've said everything I want to say, I write, 'the end'. Any questions? This one is relatively long (28 'Word' pages). About the on...
Thanks for the encouraging words from my first story. Here is number two. I'm going to go ahead and apologize to anyone wanting a quickie, this is not it. As always, all characters in this story are fictional and over 18. Please vote and leave me comments if you like. Enjoy! ***************** Tom was very glad to have landed the new job as the athletic t...
I took one last serious look around the house to see if there was anything that I wanted or had missed. It became quickly apparent to me that I had not. What I normally took with me on these last-minute unexpected business trips had been removed. Just like they would normally. I had told my wife of twenty-five years that I would once again park my company ca...
This is another part to the story of a beautiful American businesswoman (Elaine) who comes to Jamaica to relax and eventually ends up working in an island whorehouse to pay off a debt. The story began when her husband, Paul, and she arrived on a weekend to relax and enjoy time together before Paul left on a business trip that will require him to spend severa...