Remember that scene in The Godfather when Michael Corleone sees a beautiful woman in Italy and kind of goes into a stupor? His two Sicilian bodyguards see it and start talking about how he's been hit by "the thunderbolt" and he's lost in love. That's not just a made-up movie thing. I've seen it first-hand, although at the time I wasn't aware of what it was....
Thank you everyone for all the comments and feedback from the last chapter. I didn't know it would be as well received it has been and probably will continue to be as more people read it. One reader sent me feedback asking me for advice about their son who has autism. Stuff like this keeps me motivated to continue this story, even at the slow pace I write. H...
It was my first leg of the journey by train, and quite frankly, I didn't know that it could be quite so dull at times. I was alone in a sleeping car designed for four, it seemed, so apparently I chose well on the timing, it being the off-season for such passage. I was definitely not in a great rush, as it happened, but I still wanted to actually enjoy my vac...
I have a group of friends that get together every Thursday night to play poker. We are also rabid race fans and every ten years for the past ten years we have gotten together on the last Sunday in May to watch the Indy 500. Every year about the time the race starts we make a vow that next year we will go see the race in person. Every year nothing comes of it...
As this story begins: I'm the male half of the married couple Dirk and Gretchen Van Vleet. We're both 42, tall, trim, blond, and blue-eyed, not surprising given that we both have Dutch heritage. I don't know how our Indian and African-American friends would view us but on average our Caucasian friends would probably view us both as an 8 on an attractivenes...
To my readers: Often when I start a story, I have no idea where I'm going with it, things just seem to flow out of my mind. At times it's a jumbled mess and if it confuses you, I'm sorry, I just need to get these stories out of there. At times even I'm not sure how it will end. If you enjoy it, I'm glad, If not, I tried. I have troubles sleeping and these st...
[Author's Note: All characters in this story are 18 years or older.] Holly-Cam Part-3 I admit that I had butterflies in my stomach as I waited for Holly to answer the video call on my phone, the next morning. After the Hello pleasantries, Holly smiled impishly, and said, "So, did you enjoy our little porn video?" "Hell, yeah!" I answered, relieved...
This one is a lot shorter than most of my other posts. There is no sex depicted. Sorry. It is posted complete. ***** I can tell you to the second when my marriage imploded. It was June 23rd at 8:17.29 when the call was received at the 911 center. I got notification a few minutes later. My name is Max Reilly. I am a police detective with almost twenty year...
Chapter 1 I came home from a hard day's work on the construction site, wanting nothing more than to sink into my Lazy Boy, fire up Thursday Night Football, and drink a six-pack of Lonestar, but that wasn't going to happen. It seems my wife of ten years, Agnes, had other plans. She wanted to talk. "You remember my Aunt Martha, who lives in Arkansas?" she a...
Jolene, clad only in black lace stockings, grabbed her phone and walked past their unexpected guest on her way to the hotel bathroom. Semen dripped down her inner thigh as she observed her reflection and texted her boyfriend. Matt's cock jumped as he read the long-awaited message. It had been an hour since her last call. "How was it?" he asked via text....