I was finally glad to be out of school. My buddy Jeff got out last year. He went off and joined the military and left our little town. I figured I'd work the summer here and see what was what after the tourists left. It was still early yet, they hadn't started arriving yet, clogging the roads with their luxury cars, acting as if they owned the place. Truth b...
Chapter 1 MARSHA My name is Marsha DiMarco. I'm the 42 year old wife of Timothy DiMarco, the Executive VP of one of the largest Marketing firms in the country. We have been married for 24 years and have two great children, Tim, Jr. , serving the country in the Air Force and Jake, a senior at Oklahoma State. I have a gentle, loving husband, drive the latest...
Listening to some great classic rock on a station out of Seattle, Don Kitchens saw the sign for Sequim National Park, just 3 miles ahead. He sang out loud and proud, doing his best effort to blend with CCR. Smiling huge, he drove on. He reminded himself that it had been over a year since he had taken some time just for himself. Being a stay-at-home father wa...
As the year 1880 wore on, Gray's urges toward women of a certain disposition grew stronger. As the owner of a modest drapery shop just off the Strand, he was fortunate in one sense to in contact with many women, though this did not help what he viewed to be a very unnatural desire; whilst the two younger male assistants at the shop discretely displayed their...
This is the first chapter to my first story. It's an idea that has been in my head for a while, but this is the first chance that I've gotten to write it. I'm looking forward to reviews/comments/suggestions. ***** Wow, what a day at work. It's so unfair to get blamed for things that are outside of your control, and then to get yelled at by five different...
Margaret was domineering. Margaret was bossy. Margaret was overbearing. She was also, at 36, very attractive. Slim. Good figure. Long black hair. She was also really sweet - when just chatting to friends, or wanting to give a present, or wanting to help when you were in trouble. Too often, though, she ruined it all by switching to overbearing mode. And...
Hope you enjoy this latest chapter. This one was easier to write, because I've been thinking about these sections for a while. Just wasn't exactly sure where to fit some of these pieces in. I've had one section rattling around in my head for weeks. And yes, before you gnash teeth, I'm already working on the next chapter! My dear lovely partner is frothing fo...
The dark, purple clouds hung low on the mountains, heavy with moisture and were releasing their burden rapidly. The fierce winds were driving it on a slant, almost level to the ground, but five riders were mounted and ready to ride north, soaked already but unconcerned with the weather. Harlan looked at his clan and then to the others riding with him. Eamon...
This is the "other side" of my story, "The Gift". It's written by my husband, Tucker, who (after a GREAT DEAL of 'wifely encouragement') decided to comply with my request. As I promised him, I make no claim to this story -- it's in Tucker's own words, but tells of the event through HIS eyes . I was surprised to see that he remembered the events of that night...
Chapter 3 – Hard Road Home. ***** Note from the author: This is my first attempt at an erotic story. I've had wonderful feedback from my Literotica editor, KatySweetCandy, and a big thank you goes to her for her support. I would love any feedback that the readers would take the time to write, and greatly enjoy hearing what parts people enjoyed and why....