There was a soft breeze blowing. The smell of pine was in the air and the full moon had just risen over the tree tops lighting as far as the eye could see. The mountain lake looked like glass as the moonlight shown down over the glassy surface. The night critters of the woods were coming out singing their calls and chirps. They rented a log cabin for the wee...
Ann felt lost without her closest Valentine's friends. Monsignor Chullikatt had been reassigned to Argentina to develop a larger parish there and Reynaldo Ruiz, her devoted young man, had been convicted of possession with intent to distribute and sent to prison for ten years. Ann still used her balcony for sunbathing, frequently looking across the yard to th...
The headline confirmed what everyone in town had suspected. In an age of multiplexes, the Lyric was a white elephant; a giant single-screen theatre with a balcony and spacious lobby, built in another era for people who lived life far differently than they do today. "Honey, they are finally closing down the Lyric," Alex called out from the kitchen table. Er...
Sven Thompson paced across the carpeted floor of his parlour. His second stood beside the roaring fireplace, his arm leaning against the mantle. "Sir, If I may be so bold, why not simply barge into their base and steal the girl from them? We have the men and the resources to do so-" "Because that is exactly what he wants us to do. He expects us to run in an...
I still can't figure out whether it was planned or spontaneous. But I'll tell you the story. My wife and I have been married for 15 years now and 5 children later we are still very much in love. But you can probably imagine how difficult it is to find those special moments alone. We were both virgins when we met, not because we weren't interested in sex bu...
Setting down her phone and kicking off her shoes she pours herself a drink from the hotel room bar. Slipping out of her leggings, she begin to relax after the long flight and all the mornings excitement. The soft carpet feels comfortable on her bare feet. She walks to the balcony glass door and opens it wide. The warm Las Vegas sun pours over her body. She f...
I am John and my wife is Karen. She is about 5'8" and what some folks would call "thick", with a 40DD chest and smaller hips. She is not fat, but is big boned like Anna Nichole Smith. In fact, she looks a lot like her. We are a middle aged couple just working and having fun as we go through life. Mid-morning Monday my wife Karen called me and said that she...
This story was written over a long period, the idea triggered by a friend of mine. Though it took forever to write and edit... and re-edit... I am extremely proud of how far it has come since its start. I would appreciate the feedback, positive or negative, anything that would help improve my writing. However... if you're going to respond that I took to long...
My wife Paula and I have found that nothing adds as much spice to our sex life as doing it in unusual places or situations. Take, for example, the opening at the art exhibit where Paula does volunteer work. We were invited to the opening of the exhibit in a downtown hotel. It was a wonderful location and I thought it would surely draw a huge crowd. Circula...
Sue was standing on the secluded balcony of our luxurious Goan apartment block. She had thrown a see through wrap around her and the sunlight shining onto our balcony merely showed off her beautiful body to perfection. She gazed out across the ocean as a red kite circled overhead in the early morning light. She leant on the balcony rail with both hands outs...