"Tell me once again," I implored Irene as we enjoyed the mellow aftereffects of our now-depleted bottle of wine, the café buzzing pleasantly just beyond our cosy table, "That time we all played together...you were imagining doing what to Elizabeth and Benjamin?" Irene cringed, but she laughed as well. "Oh, how I rue the day I let that tidbit slip! Just prom...
I consider myself a fairly normal guy; average height and weight, average looks (maybe slightly better than average), average intelligence, and average income. There are two things about me that clearly aren't average; 1) I married "up" in some ways since my wife Janice is extraordinarily good looking, and 2) I have an obsession. My obsession is "somewhat" w...
It's a nice day ... too nice a day to be inside. I decide to play hooky from work in the middle of the afternoon. Walking around old town for a while, I am just enjoying window-shopping along the avenue. Noticing a used bookstore, I decide to stop in. Hell, I have too many books already, but I was hoping that my late afternoon goldbricking might turn up a...
My name is Linda Prince. At the time of writing I am forty one years of age but the events I shall relate to you began their course six years ago. I am, or was, the wife of Jeff Prince, CEO of a government department and, as I was to discover, philanderer extraordinary. I have a daughter, Lisa, who was aged fourteen when the events began. After her birth J...
Chapter 3: Living to Die My apologies for this taking so long. Life got in the way, delaying things a bit. There is one chapter left. You'll understand when you get to the end. Thank you for reading and have fun. *** The next few months were a blur on the road. I'll go with six. Before I knew it I was in Detroit, Michigan, and sitting in a strip club drin...
All characters are at least 18 years old unless otherwise stated. Big thanks to you, the readers, for your patience in waiting for this next chapter. The flu sidelined me for nearly three weeks and a fevered few days of writing spun the story in a direction I hated so i scrapped it and went another way. Hope you enjoy this follow up and as always, thank you...
This is primarily a romance with not a lot of explicit sex. If you're looking for a good stroke story, this may not be it. ************* "You like bad girls", she said with her lipstick askew. "I'm a bad girl." I looked at the young woman standing in front of me. She appeared to be late teens or early twenties, with bleached blonde hair, too much makeup,...
Allan decided that it was time for him to move on from his present job. He had completed his apprenticeship at a heavy engineering company that was heavily involved in the Shipbuilding industry, but it was becoming clear that most new ships were being built in far eastern countries, rather than in Britain, and therefore the long-term future did not look too...
With a loud sigh, Madeline Myers laid the essay she had just finished on the growing pile to her left. Then, rather than reach for the next one, she opted instead for the open bottle of beer that rested between the two piles. Normally, the thirty-six year old redhead would never indulge while grading student papers, but in this circumstance she felt she woul...
Celeste's reply and we have very different sexual experiences Scorpius1945 * Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictiona...