I had met Ryan through a friend; another fuck buddy actually. I was recently divorced and after years of sexual repression, I was finally at thirty-five sowing the wild oats that most people do in their twenties. The last fifteen years had been about being the good Christian wife; a role which I found stifling and unfulfilling. But fifteen years married to a...
Continued from Chapter 2: "Thank you for your service," rang empty whenever someone mindlessly said that to him when seeing his dog tags hanging from his neck. To him, that phrase sounded too much like, "Thank you and have a nice day." He'd give them a stern look that made them afraid. "Thank you for my service?" Just as angry as he was violent, that's al...
I wasn't always a respectable person, Jimmy. We don't usually tell our children and grandchildren what we did in our youth, at least not details. But you're a lot like me, don't look at me like that...I've heard enough and I've known you all your life, and the way things are now, it might hurt you more than it did me. I haven't told this story to your cousin...
My fantasy was to meet a muscular black man at a club; dance with him, make out and let him feel me up in front of my husband. My husband and I would live out a fantasy, go home and fuck. I never would have dreamt that what ended up happening would ever happen. I am a very attractive, fit, married, white, 38-year-old woman. I am 5'9" tall and weigh 135 lbs....
Everyone has dreams about going to the beach and having a great time and hooking up with a beautiful girl or two during the week of parties. If you live on the East Coast then you should know about Ocean City, MD. That is the beach around here that everyone likes to go to. One weekend I went to the beach since I have never been to the beach here in MD. I h...
Note: WIP You've been seeing each other for several months now. You're friends with benefits, hook ups, booty calls, fuck buddies. It's great; really great. You two have a lot of fun together, mostly sexually of course, but you get along well enough when you not fucking each other as well. It's a pretty great setup since neither of you bug the other, unless...
I took another sip from my Red Stripe to steady myself. My buddies were practically shoving me in her direction. "Okay, Okay," I yelled over the bass of the pulsating dancehall as I shrugged Dave's hand off my shoulder. They were right, of course. I should have already gone over to talk to her. I had been staring at her for the last hour. She was pretty,...
My name is Jan, and those of you who know me in real life know me as a professional woman, a wife, mother, volunteer in and leader of youth groups and every sort of school or church related activity, the perfect image of wife and mother. I am 46 years old, with red shoulder length hair that went curly with my second pregnancy, blue eyes that are striped with...
Chapter 4: It's All on Camera The dinning hall was nearly full by the time we arrived. Amy led directly to our table and we took the last empty seats. Almost as if planned, Alice was seated directly across from me. "Why was she always trying to get close to me, trying to touch me, trying to arouse me?" I wondered. I saw her lips moving but didn't hear her...
The name is T.J. Brown. I'm an engineer working at Walpole, the toughest correctional facility in the state of Massachusetts. My days are spent reading books, exercising and occasionally tussling with other workers. The facility is undergoing some expansion and I'm the lead engineer on this gig, working closely with the architect. Such is my life these days....