(This is a continuation of my last two stories about Tamanna and Monoj. Readers may read the earlier stories to get better idea of the whole situation.) ...................... When Monoj woke up, he found himself lying on the bed all alone. He looked around for Tamanna, but didn't see her. Then he heard the noises, coming from the bathroom. Tamanna was tak...
Simply put, Heather is a woman in love. Merely looking into her husband's blue eyes has always melted her. In all her life, she's never felt such an overwhelming physical attraction for a man. She's never felt the emotional connection they share either. From the day they met she knew John was the perfect man for her. Heather never thought herself as being...
My name is Gordon, I am 42 years old, five foot nine inches, 175 pounds, use my in-home gym to stay in shape, consider myself to be reasonably fit, like to dance, enjoy good music, the opera, concert, some jazz, good conversation, avoid politics with friends, am God fearing, but honestly haven't been to church in years (my mother would be upset – I was raise...
My 45th birthday was last September. As our kids are older, to do a fun celebration my wife suggested we do something different than the traditional family dinner of getting drunk, and complaining about our extended relatives. I thought it was a great idea, I suggested a weekend in Las Vegas where I could golf, gamble, drink, and fuck as if it was the last...
Trent's Running Program Becomes Sexual Education Class With Sexy Teacher Since I broke my leg as a 17 year old while playing soccer I couldn't back into sport as much as I did before the accident. A year later at 18 and despite doing physical education at school and playing a bit of low level soccer I was out of shape and needed to get fit again and looking...
It was a long day, we had to drive up to Acton and do a 92 day locomotive inspection on the 1058, an old but trusty loco made by the American locomotive Company, then a few hours of switching cars as well, so It was around nine when I got home. I'm glad it's Friday. I grabbed something out of the fridge for supper with a cold beer as well and watched t.v. a...
March was six months ago when Fern's left leg had been amputated high-upper thigh. She had adapted very well to her amputation. Her scar had healed and with her and Don's constant anointing of Vitamin E lotions, it was beginning to fade. She was now quite a masterful crutch walker and was very adept at balancing, hopping and heel-toeing to move. She regularl...
Part 8 - Eulogy This is a sequential story you will need to read the previous Parts before this Part will make sense. I broke this story up into Parts to accommodate L's request to make into parts. This is my very first story I've ever written. I'm an Engineer so I tend to be techno/detailed, hope it does not distract from the story too much. Some of the...
So off we went to the mall again. My gorgeous wife wearing her short fly away summer skirt, and a top that swept across her breasts presenting a cleavage every man wanted to drown in. It wasn't as windy as the previous week, so she didn't flash quite as much, and I avoided the park, as I didn't want her to run into that boy again. She chose a dress for the...
For Adam... and for me. I was standing in the bathroom trying to decide which skirt to wear to the masquerade party that night. I asked my husband, Adam, what he thought. After the briefest of deliberations, he said, "The short one." I had already selected the rest of my outfit for the night--high-heeled black leather boots, thigh-high fishnets, a skimpy...