On a dark, rainy evening, Sushma was walking hurriedly down the street to the main road to catch a bus back home. She worked for a leading automobile ancillary company in the bustling textile city of Coimbatore as an accounts assistant.. Sushma was a 40 year old beautiful middle aged lady, stylish, slightly plump, fair and not very tall, married at the age o...
On a dark, rainy evening, Sushma was walking hurriedly down the street to the main road to catch a bus back home. She worked for a leading automobile ancilliary company in the bustling textile city of Coimbatore as an accounts assistant.. Sushma was a 30 year old demure lady slightly plump, fair and not very tall, married at the age of 22 to her sweetheart i...
This story just kinda came to me while I was writing my next one in my head. It could go in several categories, Romance, Fantasy or even Erotic Couplings. If you enjoy the sex scenes, you won't be disappointed. I'll let you choose. The Chosen One Chapter 1 My name is Laura Jordan. I'm thirty years old. I have blue eyes, shoulder length blonde hair and wei...
It was a mistake, coming out on a night like this, when it was so close to the full moon. It was getting harder to control the urges, the instincts...the fifteen shots of pure whiskey he had downed didn't even damper the feelings simmering inside. Then it hit him like a fist, the crawling on his flesh like a hundred ants traveling over his skin, the body tem...
**Enjoy, as always. Don't forget the extra 3 seconds to vote, Thanks!** It was my most hated day of the year, as it is for most guys; clothes buying day. I tend to put it off as long as possible, waiting until my clothes are either completely threadbare or just too worn out to serve their purpose. I had a couple hundred dollars saved up just for buying clot...
Coming home from a day's work, I was curious about the number of cars,parked in front of my house. As I opened the front door, I was surprised to see five of my wife's closest friends sitting in my living room. All of them grinning and staring at me as I walked in. "Is this a book club, or a Tupperware party?" I asked. "Neither," said a strange woman, I...
I had planned to move from PA to Las Vegas in January of 2015. No, this was not due to any one thing; more so, to several reasons for the move. I began planning that event back at the end of Summer. I mean, how many hundreds of times I had shoveled and shoveled all the accumulating snow; just to have it pushed right back into place by a very thoughtful and f...
"Meine Damen und Herren, Mesdames et Messieurs, Ladies And Gentlemen." Allow me to introduce the product of what happens when I keep looking at my own unfinished project. A short, superficial satire about human obsessions. I can think of few things more frightening. A late entry into this year's Halloween contest. ------ There is nothing more frightening t...
I woke up in our holiday cottage, my memory cleared and began to refresh my head of where I was. We had arrived late last night, the key to the front door was hidden under a plant pot. We were told where to look for it by the owner over telephone when making the booking. My husband Ralph, brought our bags in. One for our son Jordan aged 12 and our daughter S...
Hello Journal! I believe that sometimes we do not open ourselves up to opportunities and this can rob us of some of the best experiences. We develop a tunnel vision focusing on one or two things and miss all these things on the sides. Lucky for me I have usually been good at keeping my eyes open. There is a man in one of my classes that is nothing special w...