My story so far: Flying to the Caribbean to watch part of the England cricket tour of the West Indies I had entered into conversation with my seated partner Julie. Chaperoning her much younger sister Sara, elsewhere in the plane, Julie was not so interested in the sport but more in getting time away from her errant husband, and intent upon visiting a previo...
I met my wife in a way that was pretty common in my era. I was walking across campus at the University of Colorado in February and noticed a girl with a very cute smile walking in the other direction. Only her face was visible in the hooded parka but one glance was enough to pique my interest. I watched for her in subsequent days as I headed for that class a...
The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or in total, without the author's permission. This story takes place in the entirely fictional city of Springfield, California, so don't go looking for it on a map. A...
All characters are over eighteen. All people and places are fictional. ***** "Are you fucking my daughter?" Summer's father Jim said through my screen door. His voice was quiet, but I could tell he was fuming inside. "Jim, what are you doing?" Summer's mother Barb said as she hustled across the lawn. "Don't do this." She took his arm and pulled him away,...
Dear Readers: This is the continuation of "Drea". It helps to read the first part to better understand this one. Part 3 is in the works. ***** "So, why not join Karen and Jay for dinner tomorrow night?" Drea asked me. "I have nothing against going there for dinner. The fact is that I know that Karen has talked to you for at least a couple of years ab...
You know that's not wise, honey." She cuddled closer. "I know I love you, but damn it, you've been divorced for only a six months, and we've been dating and being lovers and everything for only ten weeks. You're still on the rebound. Sure, I might want to marry you, but you can't be that sure about me yet." I knew she was right. She hammered home the point...
Tell me a story. I glanced down at her, playing with the hair on my chest, eyes half-closed. The sheets were still damp with our sweat -- being the gentleman that I am, my butt was in the wet spot - and I tried to decide if she was serious. Her eyes met mine. Tell me a story. What kind of story? A bedtime story, one I've never heard before. I closed m...
Jill can probably be best described as a normal looking woman. She is 5'6", 135 pounds, round where being round looks good and nice and snug where it counts. She wears a 34C cup bra and the only reason I know that is because she sent me to the store one day to buy her one. We were dressing to go out and she had a zipper fail, being handy with sewing she was...
Steve: We finally had the chance to travel. The kids had both organised to spend two weeks of their summer holidays away with friends. Two whole weeks. I knew it was an opportunity too good to miss. I booked the tickets and surprised Dee. We were off to the Caribbean! Two weeks on an island cruise of all the hotspots. Fantastic. Dee: It was going to be wond...
We had been trying to move house for almost two years when we finally found the home of our dreams. It was a bit out of price range but we managed to buy a lovely 5 bedroom house in a quiet, secluded rural location. The house boasted a huge garden and a superb view of the mountains in the distance, it was idyllic. Over the first few weeks some of the neigh...