A True Story. At the age of 49, Myron felt that he had reached a certain degree of success in both his professional and personal life. He had worked diligently throughout his academic and business careers to be in the position he now was. He had put the failures of his past love life far behind him, and he was now going on his 14th year with this corporat...
If you have read Part 1, you know that my mother died in a drunk driver accident and my stepfather has ordered me to go naked at home. When I resisted, he removed all my clothing from the house, took the door off my room and left me totally naked all the time. He declared that I was going to be exposed to lots of people and had better get used to it. This...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists - Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. This story could appear in a number of genres (Loving Wives, Incest, Lesbian, Fetish, and more) depending on the chapter, but the overall theme is Group,...
Chapter 04: Arlene's Box The next day, Jamal got out of bed, got washed and dressed for school, and had a little breakfast. He grabbed his bag and shouted bye to his mom. He opened the door and saw the old Chrysler waiting at the side of the street. "Hey Snake, you want a ride?" Orla offered. "Sure, but wont we be early?" Jamal answered. "Maybe we can us...
I am a high school Music teacher in a low socio-economic school district in the Detroit area, a district consisting of mostly Latino and African-American students. I am white, but I have never had any trouble teaching and understanding minority students. The pay is pretty good, but the job can sometimes be a little "rough." A few weeks ago I turned 35 and fo...
Saturday at noon. What better to be doing on the first day after school got out than to be delivering a punishment-delayed diploma to a young 18-year old hottie? Especially one that lived in a rural trailer on a secluded piece of land. A secluded piece was exactly what I wanted. Besides, she'd invited me over for seconds after completing her morning punishm...
"DID I ASK YOU TO GET ME A SWEATER? It's summer, or didn't you think about that?" The venom dripped from her words. This was nothing new. Cathy was at it again. Married 25 years and needed to be in control of the entire world. It was always her way, or she'd bitch and moan, manipulate or demean till she got it. Years ago I repeatedly tried to confront her o...
Bret Harris arose before the sun did on Semifinal Saturday and headed to the school to watch Bedke on film one final time. Gametime was set for 1 p.m., and players were told to be there no later by 11 a.m. At 10:30 a.m., when no one was there, the coach began to get worried. He wondered if the Bedke club would get up early and drive the entire distance the...
The rest of the week flew by as she hadn't seen the kids in almost a week and there were games to play and stories to be read. And there were the nights; nights when Rick was reduced to a quivering wreck. But even though the rest of the week was fun and family time there was always a little of the 'new' Kathleen awake and in her mind and it was kept awake...
I met Carl in high school. He was my best friend then and he will always be that to me. He had transferred into our school during our senior year from a small town in upstate New York. His dad was a supervisor at the paper mill in town. His mom didn't work. She didn't have to because his dad was kind of a big shot at the mill. He wore a white shirt and neckt...