Mistletoe Lane #6 Cindy When I was in high school, we lived on a quiet street in the suburbs called Mistletoe Lane. It was a cul-de-sac with about 15 houses, all of them occupied by white, yuppie families with multiple kids. Most of the wives were in their mid-thirties, and were very attractive. Most of their husbands were salesmen or corporate types who wo...
Author's note: This is set at a point of time before Superman first appears in Metropolis or joins the Daily Planet, so he doesn't feature in this story or in the lives of the people in it. ***** "Slow down, Frank," Lois hissed down the line. "I can barely catch a word you're saying." "I swear it's all true, Miss Lane," the man on the other end of the lin...
Judy and I are both in our late forties and so we're not exactly spring chickens, but Judy is as slim and gorgeous as the day we met and that was getting on for thirty years ago. She's tall too, only an inch shorter than me, with the sort of willowy figure that exudes sex appeal. During our years together we've built a solid and satisfying sex life about whi...
CONDO#16 and CONDO #17 or the House on Maple Lane Game 30 Ch 40 CONDO story #16 We discovered that when booze and babes are mentioned everyone wants to party! Guestimates were there were 30 plus hot bodies there most of that Saturday afternoon. Never before or ever again did we participate in an orgie, or whatever this two day affair was. Yes, since it...
Dave is a security guard at a local retailer. He is an average looking middle-aged man. He is a devoted husband and father. Dave does, as any man does, enjoy taking in the sites of young good-looking ladies. Dave's job provides him with plenty of opportunities to enjoy the eye candy. As you know a retail store is a lady magnet! Dave walks his sales floor not...
I hadn't driven nude for a while and decided that it was time to get back in the driving seat, so to speak. I planned on going out on Saturday evening, after all most people would be out and who knows who would see me. The week flashed by and Saturday came and the anticipation of another adventure built throughout the day. As it's now summer it doesn't go d...
The party was a quiet one, just a get together of about fifteen people in their new home. It would have been nice but we didn't know anyone in their town and were not even planning on staying the night before we drove the forty-five minutes back to our apartment. I turned to Scott sitting next to me and watched him take a sip of his diet coke. He was my desi...
I was cruising along in the passing lane in 5th gear, my new z06 Corvette purring nicely at 2000 RPM, headed home. Bob Segar's "Turn the Page" rolled out of the Bose speakers. It was a nice dry day, traffic was light on the 4 lane highway. I was coming up on a big truck in the right hand lane, laboring along at about 50 up the shallow grade. I spotted the...
HOT CHOCOLATE...Another Two-fer Pt18 My last stories reminded me of another two-fer. Yes there are also flashing stories of female pedestrians flashing truckers. You know, while standing in front yards, along the curb, beside the road, and on overpasses. I remember a few of all of those. In fact way before I started trailer truckin I convinced my own you...
It was the party of the century, a hundred of us celebrating in style. A pool party with alcohol and very little clothing, plenty of drugs and sex going on in dark corners, sometimes out in the open too. It was wild and fantastic, the perfect way to spend a hot summer's night. Graham's parents were away for a few days, and he had decided to make the most of...