"Oh, wow! Look at this place!" Bobby exclaimed when he and Paula pulled into the driveway of their weekend hideaway. The beach house was very modern and jutted out from the bank, set on top of pilings driven into the beach sands. Behind it, built into the bank, was a concrete parking area and two-car garage. The minute the car stopped, Paula got out and sta...
Before and after the swing club experience, my wife and I had discussed how much fun it would be to have a 3-some, either MFF or MMF, if it was with the right person. We debated on an ad or a swing club or someone we already knew. The ads in the local swinger mags in Phoenix seemed like they were all single guys, most of which came across really creepy. We h...
Heather was already out of bed when I woke up. That was strange in itself, because she hated getting up in the mornings. I was usually up at 5. I would go over to my wife's house, get my kids ready for school, cook breakfast and get them out the door and get back in time to wake Heather up, against her will, in time for her to be at work at 10 or, more often...
"Oh for gosh sakes, Doris, what are you looking at?" Mildred, Doris' friend of fifty years was watching her friend's head turn to follow something moving past their apartment complex. They were sitting by the pool where they did every afternoon at 2:00PM unless they had some other engagement. Doris always made a decanter of martinis' and set them out on the...
As Camilla waited at home for Father Don Josiah to pick her up for their date on Wednesday night, she thought about the disturbances of her sleep, as well those of her lovers' sleep. She knew she had to be responsible: if Dr. Singh was right that Nigrovum had been feeding on the lusts of her dead lovers, as well as those of Miles Holland, Bob, Candice, and p...
Old Hall Chambers, January 2005 As a lawyer I believe I have a duty to my clients even, in some circumstances, after their death. Problems arise when personal relationships conflict with professional obligations. This has only troubled me once but it has been a source of great concern and soul-searching. It is only after much deliberation and lengthy discus...
A friend emailed me a fantasy of his and I decided to turn it into a story. It’s a bit different from my other stories. It’s straight wanking material. You may thank him for that… I’ve edited and added stuff (e.g. dialogue), but the basic story is his. Feedback and votes are always appreciated. /LP Chapter 1 ”My feet!” Anna complains. ”My poor feet are hur...
SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 9, 2006. If I had been lulled into a false sense of security by my wife's affair with Tommy resuming it's normal course following brother Jed's departure, I was certainly woken up by today's events. When we arrived at Tommy's he was standing on the drive waiting for us. "Don't get out, just drive to my instructions," he told me, climbi...
Joanne Wallman had forgotten what it felt like to be happy. She had been walking in the same path over and over so many times that she no longer knew where she was going, if anywhere at all. A life where her children had made up her entire life, where nothing else would exist. It was when the children had move out, leaving her in an empty world of her own, t...
I arrived at the clinic around 9 am, knowing that over the next 36 hours I would experience some of the most intense and bizarre pleasure of my life. The clinic looked like any other small medical centre; for the most part it was quite normal. However behind the ordinary reception and normal doctors rooms on the first floor lay the sexual and neurological re...