"Dad, I'm not like other Asian guys, I don't like to hang out with racist white guys, and I have black friends whom I think are cool, and I'm not obsessed with my career, and I like playing sports and having a good time," Jason Yamamoto said to his father, Kenneth Yamamoto, as he walked out of the Barrhaven, Ontario, townhouse which had been their home for d...
Note: This is part 3 of a multi-part story. I would recommend reading the previous parts before reading part 3. If you have read the previous parts of this series then I hope you enjoy part 3! ******** After our break up we haven't spoken to each other in 10 months. I was trying to move on with my life, and Kelly was in her relationship with Jeremy. I miss...
Holly the horticultural student, had been dating Sebastian the genetic scientist for six weeks. She was 21 and he was 39. The dating app had matched their interests. He had been wining and dining her, and the kissing and cuddling was great, but she was thinking of breaking it off, because he seemed reluctant to have sex. She didn't know that he planned a sex...
Becky and Julie arrived at the club about thirty minutes early for their date with Larry and Frank and sat in the booth that had been reserved for them at the rear of the club on the second level. Julie sat nervously next to her friend Becky trying to smile as she pulled the hem of her dress down toward her knees but the only thing she was able to accomplis...
This is a continuation of a story about a wife's evolution into infidelity with other men. It contains my usual themes of wife infidelity, cuckolding, and voyeurism. I appreciate the feedback I have received and some of the correspondence. I have taken some of your suggestions and interwoven them into my stories. I look forward to your continued comments....
The motel was new but the room was small. In addition to the bed, there was a television and a chair in front of a small desk, cluttered with menus from nearby restaurants. I hung our jackets in the closet and pulled out the chair for Huley to be seated. Kneeling, I unlaced the boots, and then removed the heavy wool socks. Her toenails were painted a shade o...
It started with a phone call, at most inopportune time. My cell phone was blowing up while I was demonstrating my patented hucklebuck position to my cute neighbor; Jill. The constant clattering of the phone vibrating across my night stand became too much for me to ignore anymore. "Hello?" "Who's this?" a female voice inquired. "Whose phone did you call? I...
This is the first of what I hope to be many stories. The bulletin board got me started. I found that once I began putting my 'nasty little thoughts' down in print, my mind just got carried away. Some of what I write is a mechanism for personal therapy. As you read my posts and hopefully my stories, you will discover what can happen to someone raised in a to...
"Oh shit, another pledge drive." It really pisses me off. Yes I enjoy public TV. Yes I even became a member a couple of years ago, but their mailing, emails and even phone calls drove me to say never again. Our membership would be good till October and we'd be getting re-sign up mail starting in January? I've had enough of the abuse. Now another pledge drive...
(Note: If you haven't followed Sally from my other stories, well, don't worry. She's pretty self explanatory.) Sally was bored. The slender older ("40's something, if you please!") brunette glared around her hotel room as though it was the room disappointing her. She kicked off her flats and proceeded to scatter her gray business pants suit around the room....