She logs into her e-mail to see if anyone has left her a message. The computer clicks. The disk in the drive swirls and whirls. She taps her fingers on the desk while she waits, wondering what she should make for dinner. "Like the fucker will even eat it," she mumbles under her breath. She's been married for 9 years. Leah has waited for that zing to hit her...
When it all started, my beautiful wife Jane and I had just had our son, and I had recently been promoted at work. By all accounts we were doing well, or at least moderately so: we had our own two-bedroom apartment in the city, had paid off our student loans, and had a fairly stable, happy marriage. We were both in our early thirties and had stable careers. N...
Chapter 2 -- Who is this Ed guy, really? The discovery process of a research project always excited Mairead, but this time it was more than that. She had researched a wide range of subjects over the years, but up to now, none were for her own education. The personal nature of this research, along with the subject matter, truly had her juices flowing this mo...
First, and foremost, business I thought always came first. In 1995, I bought my first computer. It was a technological advance of major proportions of which one can't describe for me. My name's Roy Cannes, a customer service guy for a nationwide firm. I coordinate all the CSR issues from my small office out of New Philadelphia, Ohio. Modest as my life is, I...
Finally, moving day was here, and it was time to get things going. My son had moved out after graduating college, and I no longer needed a two bedroom apartment. I found a cute little one bedroom in the same neighborhood, but a hell of a lot cheaper. I had everything all boxed up and ready to go, and decided to put up a pot of coffee, in case the movers need...
(A tribute story to the legendary BBW pinup gal created by Duane Bryers and still published by the Brown & Bigelow Co. If you've never heard of her, search "Hilda Duane Bryers" and you'll discover one of the hidden in plain sight classics of BBW admiration; Les Toil's site is especially recommended.) * * * The sun peeked through the calico curtains, and Hi...
My wife Bonnie (Bonita) has been married to me for almost nine years. This story is a continuation of our meeting eleven years ago. Things have changed a great deal for us. We got married in 2008 in Las Vegas. The original story occurred in 2006 about one hundred and fifty miles north of our current home. My stories are fictional with some life experience sp...
Chapter 1 The Retirement of Snow White Mairead stared at the blank screen, thoughtlessly pressing characters and then deleting them. She had sat in front of her computer over the last several months, trying to decide on the topic for her book. She had a journalism degree and had written hundreds of articles during college; one of them was for a rather pres...
To my readers: Dedicated to my friend Christy, who graciously allowed me to use her name in this story. Too many people look at BBW's as a fetish or an aberration. In fact, as a BBW lover, I can state without reservation that a BBW is no different than any other woman. It is unfortunate that a tag or label is attached to describe physical attributes. The...
As John settled into his narrow seat, he hoped no one else would be filling the only seat next to him. It was already a small plane, but in order to cram two more seats and make more money, the airline removed the bathroom at the end of the plane, reasoning a plane of this size only needs one bathroom anyways, and put two seats where it used to be. This mean...