I lay there in stunned silence, my death sentence ringing in my ears. "I have H.I.V," Ron just told me. How many times had I warned myself about the dangers of dating on Craigslist? How many guys had I blown off because of the teeniest suspicion that they might not be safe? How much time did I have? I bolted out of bed and raced into the bathroom. There w...
CHAPTER 1 Wounded at being divorced by the treacherous bastard she'd stupidly married, and now possessing half of their combined declared assets while knowing he had undeclared hidden assets but decided to let that be, Boston-born Geneva Beggs returned to America to hide in the hope she could recover and become happy again. Geneva recognized half of the gu...
All of the participants of this are of legal age. This is a story from a particular segment of the BDSM community depicting a DD/bg relationship. This is NOT a tale of incest! ************* Cassie followed carefully behind Max to the boat launch on the lake. Although they were planning on telling Zander about their relationship, Cassie couldn't help but be...
"Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house" Linda was arranging a few low-hanging decorations. "Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse" They were askew, probably after having been pushed aside by curious kids checking out the presents under the tree. "The stockings were hung by the chimney with care" She had just rescued a rich...
Greg finally made it home from work. It had been an unusually long day and he was tired. He walked into his modest two-bedroom apartment, loosened his tie, and kicked off his shoes. He walked to the refrigerator, pulled out a beer, and the pizza box left over from last night, and then he went back to his home office and set his dinner down on his desk. He pu...
Of course, all characters and situations are fictitious, but certainly plausible given the range of human sexual behavior. My job is to combine them into a form you will find erotically entertaining. Please encourage me with your comments and suggestions and I will do my best to satisfy you. I am not inclined to write long stories that need to be divided int...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
"So you've been married to Don Roberts for what, a year now?" Janet asked me that as we stood talking in a crowded room sipping vodka martinis. "A little less than", I responded. "OK, so what's that bastard like as a husband?" "Different from my first marriage, way different." Janet and I were at the cast and crew party for the musical 'Nunsense'. Mys...
Tip of the hat to Partisan for the idea I walked up the steps of San Laconia High School with my books. Finally a chance to give back, an opportunity to do something for the underprivileged. Since my student-activist days at UCLA, I dreamed of teaching in a South Central school, and there I was, my first day as a teacher. After getting teacher certificatio...
I woke up to the gentle touch on my skin as my wife; Megan, glided her finger across my waist and then onto the smooth silk-like waistband of my underwear. Her hand slipped under my pants and brushed over my stiffening cock, then back to my waist where she grabbed the strap of the waistband and pulled it up. She loved when I wore a thong so she could grab my...