Floating to the top floor of the Waldorf Astoria, my shaking hand was being held by Brooke. As the elevator jostled us back and forth, our arms bumped together releasing some sort of electric current between us. I had never felt those amazing feelings before. Although excited by the prospects of sharing some magic moments with this beautiful woman, still, I...
When I first met my wife Sandy Reno we were in high school. We even had an English class together. She was thin hell almost skinny and wore braces. It is not that she was unattractive it was just I was more interested in the girls that were more developed. My name is Jim Hamilton and I ran with different people than did she. I was a jock and stuck with that...
I could feel the rough bark of the tree trunk on my bare back and ass, and as long as I didn't move, it wasn't too uncomfortable. My hands were tied with rope, stretched a little too tightly up and over my head and secured to a tree branch above me. I was on my knees, which were starting to complain, as well as my ankles, tied back around the tree. I felt...
My friends and colleagues like to tease me; call me 'anal.' I can remember a time when it was called 'meticulous' or fastidious.' Gradually, it became 'fussy' (I think age determines that distinction) and gradually became 'anal.' That fastidious and meticulous nature of mine also helped in my first real after-school job at Pounders Restaurant. I was a dishw...
Chapter 1: Population Explosion. The New Authority vowed that Earth 2.0 would not repeat the same mistakes made by planet earth. The comparatively small human population that survived the nuclear apocalypse would be more cautious, more conservative, and more traditional. It is now the year 2095. The population of the new earth is approaching 18 million peop...
To preface this almost 100% true story, I'd like to begin by discussing the dynamics of my marriage prior the events in this story. My wife and I married at a very young age, shortly after enlisting in the Army. She moved to Hawaii together, and spent 2 happy years there, and then on crappy year of her there alone, because I was deployed. While we had a v...
My thanks again for all the help Tiger has provide in proofing of this story so it would read properly. Thanks buddy for all your help! * The two weeks that followed between Jack and her meeting again gave Ann an idea of just how hard her husband Bud was now working. He was late coming home, almost 7 PM every night. He would drag his tired butt into the ho...
[This story arose from close collaboration with SplendidSpunk, to whom I am deeply indebted for his major contributions. The initial idea was mine, but after that, we shared equally in its development. Those offended by enemas and excrement or humiliation generally should stop right here.] I've had what some might regard as a peculiar life story. Raised...
"Alas! That all we loved in him should be, /But for our grief, as if it had not been, /And grief itself be mortal." (Percy Bysshe Shelley) To the people of Rosella Grove Mrs. Grace was something of an enigma. She lived alone yet she wore wedding and engagement rings and used the title "Misses." The window peepers of the Grove kept her under surveillance i...
I had never been a believer in fate. Yet I'm sure there are people who will swear that if they hadn't carried out one simple innocent action, taken one route against another, their lives would be completely different. So it was with me that warm July Saturday afternoon when I chose to walk into that coffee bar. I had not been in a coffee bar since my ex-wife...