I love California. Living here is like cheating. At least that's what I thought as I guided my Screaming Yellow 06 Mustang GT through the darkened streets. If I was still living in Michigan, there's no way I'd still be driving my car on New Years Eve. I'd be driving my Jeep through ass deep snow and freezing, instead of heading back to my Sister in Law's pla...
The morning dawned clear and warm. Of course I didn’t see the dawn. It had been a long and very pleasurable night lasting into the morning so it was well after nine o’clock when I woke. As I woke I became aware of the now familiar feeling of Stevie’s body moulded to mine. What wasn’t familiar was the feel of a second body pressed against mine. It was definit...
There are some things you don't need to know and this is one of them. Before 15th February 1971, in Britain we had pounds '£', shillings 's', and pence 'd' (denarii). 12 pence in a shilling, 20 shillings in a pound. We also had guineas – 21 shillings to complicate matters further. The penny was divided into 2 halfpennies (pronounced haypny), and 4 farth...
Note 1: This is a 2011 Christmas contest story so please vote. Note 2: A special thanks goes to Estragon for editing this story. * My wife is amazing. I have listened to man after man complain about their wives. I have heard that once she says 'I do', she no longer does the dirty nasty shit she did when she was trying to trap you. Well, if that is the cas...
The last day. He had a shower, and standing there in just his towel he drank his first cup of tea, looking out of the window to see Mrs Booth on their balcony decking stretching and straining as she did each morning, only this time she had the most brutal looking pattern of red stripes on her arse cheeks as a vivid reminder of what they had gotten up to not...
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V: An explosive end to a career Chapter 37: The Blowup To my surprise, all of us were led to the First-Class Lounge and the explanation was Jenny's proud smile; Miss Efficiency in motion! Shortly before departure Jenny was called and came back smiling: both had been upgraded to First also. I have to admit that flying First Class is definitively more comfo...
This is the eighth chapter of my first entry on this site, "Jenny Plays with the Big Girls". I again, want to thank all of you for your kind words of support and desires for me to continue this effort. Choking and gasping on what could only be described as burning sulphuric fumes, or rather the burning fires of Hell, I slowly opened my eyes only to see...
Originally, I had no plans of getting back to Jenkintown before Saturday afternoon. It was a long drive and I had a meeting arranged for Friday at 3 PM. Libby was somewhat upset that I was going to miss the Jacob's Halloween party, but she knew how important the deal was to me. We had great sex the night before I left and now I was eager to pick up where we...
Part Two - Tess Returns I rolled onto my tummy and watched her from the bed as she prepared to go out. I was still surprised at the pace our romance had taken and happy as well. As I watched her a moment I realized I hadn't thought of anything other than Tess since sometime yesterday. Realizing I shutdown my phone as we'd traveled to her place I reached for...