It was busy at the pub for our Friday after-work drinks. I was chatting with the sexy receptionist Nathalie as I sipped my beer at the bar. She was wearing a short black skirt and a tight white blouse. The top three buttons were undone and from my vantage point I had a marvelous view of her ample cleavage. Nat trailed her fingers over her collarbone, further...
As always, Max had studied the route. Him and his young wife were going to drive from Miami all the way to New York, and back again. He worked for a car dealership that specialized in classic used imports. They had a shipment that came in which included a 72' Polloi, which was the soviet response to a Jaguar, a poor response, but a response nonetheless. The...
This story was hijacked, or maybe even inspired without my knowledge, by my WONDERFUL, GENEROUS, BEAUTIFUL AND DISCRETE(?) Muse, Lois. Right, my goddess? ARE YOU LISTENING? "I'm ALWAYS listening. Flattery will get you EVERYwhere." "I'm so whipped! And I don't get any tail from you" "Don't you wish? Get on with the story I gave you." "Yes, my idol." Grrrr...
Camping trip with wife My name is Tom and I am married to a wonderful and, until recently, faithful women named Judy. We have been married 5 years and were just starting to think about having children. What happened a few weeks ago during a camping and fishing trip has made me seriously question at least the timing of such a decision. Don't get me wrong, I...
The Party Author's note: From time to time I entertain ideas or suggestions from some of my readers and fans. A while back, I was approached by a couple who had attended a rather wild party. They asked if I couldn't put into words for them, some of the things they did and experienced. As they have also asked to remain anonymous, I will honor that request. T...
"What do you think I should do about him?" I asked my slightly younger sister Tina. "What do I think you should do?...... Get him in the house, fuck his young brains out and send him home until your ready for another go. That's what I'd do." "Why do I even bother talking to you. Your incorrigible. Besides, I'm old enough to be his grandmother." "So. He ob...
My wife, Lilly, was scurrying about the house, half dressed and incompetently brushing her short, silky hair, getting ready to teach her Saturday morning class. "How's Mister Dick?" I asked between mouthfuls of my breakfast of granola cereal and milk. "What?" She stopped dead in her tracks and stared open-mouthed at me. "Your latest boy toy." I knew she h...
Introduction The Guildford Court Supper Club is a group of neighbors who have been getting together, one Saturday night a month for going on twenty-five years. It all started out back in the early 90's when a group of us moved into the newly built cul-de-sac, as a way to get to know our new neighbors. There were initially three families in the club: Max an...
Part 1 - Daniel It had been a very long day. I always tried to pace myself as we approached the end of the school year, but invariably the schedule got the best of me. I looked over at the clock; it was 4:15. After grading the quiz I had given my juniors, I would be fifteen minutes from the bottle of Chardonnay I had chilling at home. I could almost taste t...
As night fell, Christoph looked to the horizon behind him, one he could never go to again, and was discomforted by the bright orange glow he saw there. He hoped the farm was okay and the glow was just from torches. The people of Plowman's Rest loved a good lynching, like any criminally tiny village with nothing better to do should, but they were usually reas...