She loved the fact that he was a gear head at heart. She loved old muscle cars, going fast in them and the fact that he could make his dream car purr if he had half a chance. She wanted to see him resurrect his 1968 Firebird from the dead. Poor car. It had been a very long time since it had been given the opportunity to haul ass, impress, and be worthy of...
Adrian became an empty nester overnight. Both of her daughters left home for the first time. One had graduated from a local college and went to another state for her first job. The other got married and moved out. Adrian's home became childless for the first time in 24 years. I live next door to Adrian. One evening I went out to check my mailbox just as she...
Chapter 1 They stood at the intersection waiting for the light to turn. They'd been fighting for four blocks now. "You are so stupid!" he yelled at her. "You may not be so smart yourself." She said it without emotion, just going through the ritual. Don't fight back; he goes on forever. Fight back too much; he gets explosive, not physically abusive but he...
"Stepping into an interview room, you never know what's going to happen." Clap -- my car door slammed shut. The early morning California sun was gleaming over the campus parking lot. It had always amazed me how students these days could afford brand new luxury cars and big hulking SUVs. The elevator was on the very far end of the parking lot. Beep -- the s...
I did sales for many years but the owner sold the brokerage and moved on to playing with his grandchildren. I basically one morning was standing on the street corner deciding what to do. I became a security officer in a 4-star hotel resort. It kept me on my feet where before I sat at a desk. I got back into shape pretty quick. It can be really boring someti...
All characters in this story were over the legal age of consent (18) when the events took place. Author's Note: I would strongly suggest that you read 'Amy the Exhibitionist' Part 27 before reading this document. The lives of Amy and Emily have come together and everything will make a lot more sense if you read Amy part 27 first. V * Sara and I are gett...
Heavily autobiographical. This all took place a long time ago, at the tail end of the hippie era. I was so young. Looking back many decades later, I am astounded at the naivete and inexperience I embodied at that time. The "summer of love" had managed to elude me in my small town New England home, my love-life far more barren than I had hoped. But I was i...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (25 min/mp3) * * * * * I watch from the shadows. My eyes adjusted to the gloaming, my body in tune with the night. My hand rests on my crotch, waiting for a sign, a stirring from my loins. The park bench, almost close enough for me to touch, the scents of the evening, both natural and from the throngs of people leaving the...
I met Jules almost 7 years ago at Church. I can still see those early days as clearly as if they happened last night. One Saturday evening, I decided that I would go to Church instead of my usual Sunday morning ritual. As luck would have it, I arrived about 10 minutes after services started. I could hear the organ just start playing the second hymn as I wal...
Everyone even remotely involved with sex in this story is an adult. I was intensely body shy when I was eighteen. I don't know why. My family wasn't particularly prudish or anything. My father and my older brothers often lounged around the house in underwear when I was growing up. As the only girl in a house full of men, I probably saw more flesh then most...