Edited by luvtaread * "Not long after the snowy weekend Katy got the good news that she was pregnant, but it was a few more months before Ashley was ready. So as the school year was wrapping up I arrived home to a strange sight..." Brandon had no sooner entered his home than Katy rushed up to him and said, "Hurry doctor it's the patient upstairs she's cri...
When I was in high school, we lived on a quiet street in the suburbs called Mistletoe Lane. It was a cul-de-sac with about 15 houses, all of them occupied by white, yuppie families with multiple kids. Most of the wives were in their mid-thirties, and were very attractive. Most of their husbands were salesmen or corporate types who worked long hours and were...
When Sunday raised its head, the girl was excited and full of ideas for exhibiting herself, for she thought that she had become an exhibitionist. But should she plan such things? Friday evening on the museum steps and Saturday afternoon at the launderette had just randomly happened. Would planning these events make them work? No! She couldn't plan it, but sh...
Let me start off by saying I NEVER thought this would happen. I'm in my 3rd year of teaching, which means (when you add in my college training) I've had at least 7 years of being taught to avoid inappropriate relationships with students. And, beyond that, I'm not a pervert. I am completely aware that it is not okay to be sexually attracted to student. And ye...
It was odd she didn't want to see the game at the stadium since they were going to be in Paris. When he suggested a bar where they could watch it she declined that as well. She then said they should watch it at her ex-boyfriend's apartment. "Have you been drinking?" He asked because if this was the Parisian ex-boyfriend Jean she always referenced his as The...
Do you believe that fact is stranger than fiction. I've often read the stories on web sites and admired the ability of the author to conjure up a fictional story with such power. I've also come round to thinking that I've got a couple of true events in my life that would not look out of place on the sites as well. So, although I can't call myself a literary...
I can hear him calling me. I know he is wondering where I am and why his meal is not on the table, as he expects it should be. Deep inside me, underneath the black leather, an excitement bubbles. It mixes with the familiar feelings of fear and the fading pain. Soon only the numerous bruises, that cover my body, will remain as testament to that pain. He has r...
Ah, junior high. Those were the days, and they seemed like so long ago. Nick and I would sit in the back of the study hall as morning announcements were on, and he'd have his arm around me, whispering in my ear. I was only 13 at that time, he was 15. I always got the feeling Nick might be more than a friend. He dated other girls -- more than I cared to kee...
I knew I wasn't supposed to meet with her ... every intelligent fiber of my body screamed at the decision. But, I couldn't help myself. She was everything a man could want and more ... every carnal desire could be sated, every dream, every fantasy could be fulfilled when in her company. She lived on excess and thrived on unfettered ideas. She loved men. She...
It had been months since my wife had heard anything from her young lawyer Matt. He had sent a letter shortly after their second encounter. But no further communications from him. She wondered if he was only interested in her for the sex. I reassured her that he was intelligent enough to know the complete package when he saw it. It is true; my wife has a grea...