Author's note: Hi all. This quite an opus. Not sure how pages it runs to, but I decided against writing and publishing it as separate chapters as I felt that it could disrupt the flo of the narration. The woman that this story is about is a real person, although most aspects of her personality and the story itself is complete and total fiction. If you read...
Author's note: This week I wanted to do something that was just for fun. No heavy emotions, no deaths just a hoot. I know that in the real world there's no such thing as an OND. But wouldn't it be great if there was? # # # # # # # # # # # # I glanced around the room and saw nothing. It was too dark. Even though I couldn't see, I could still feel and the s...
Be warned, the sex is much slower to build than in my previous stories, but as always, it should be well worth it when you get there. The early stages are a good opportunity to understand the four characters and there is substantial dialogue to set the scene before the full-on activity. * It would be the start of a new year in just a few hours, but Darre...
By the time of the Christmas Party liaison there was no question about the intensity of ardor in our relationship. Dorothy wanted to be with me whenever possible, and I wanted to be with her constantly. Neither was possible, of course. And whenever we were together, our appetites for each other seemed insatiable. The satisfaction of our hungers was possible...
INTRODUCTION It was 1976 and I was working for a major multi-national manufacturing company headquartered in the Midwest. I had joined the company in 1969 after my honorable discharge from the Marine Corps. After serving four years active duty and doing one tour in Nam, I was ready for the business world. I joined the Corps right out of high school and at t...
*Author's note: Insecurities seem trivial, and many are. Sometimes though, an insecurity is based on something real and gets so deeply internalized, it becomes a part of us, and occasionally, it can be debilitating. It could be anything from a lazy eye to unsightly teeth to morbid obesity to something as horrific as severe facial burns. Or it could be someth...
This is not a story in which the characters get what they deserve. Nor is it a good vs. evil morality tale. If that's what you seek, you'll be better served elsewhere. It's a story about people (of the fictional kind: I made them up, so they don't act like you or me), and the wonderful and terrible things they sometimes do for and to each other. And of cours...
About a year after our son was born, my wife started losing interest in sex, to the point that we make love less than once a month. Also, we only do mutual oral sex, because an IUD causes frequent infections and makes normal sex uncomfortable, and neither of us wants more kids. However, when I got a vasectomy, and we didn't have the pregnancy risk, she still...
Day 57 That morning, as she got Pinky ready for school for Amar ready for work, made breakfast, and packed lunch for the two of them, Mansi kept checking her phone every few minutes. She wasn't sure why she was doing that. Duttsahab never messaged her that early. But the two months had made her realize how much she missed his company. And how much she was l...
She was momentarily blinded as she exited the well-lit gymnasium and stepped into the night. She squinted, waiting for her eyes to adjust to the dark parking lot that was nearly empty by now. "Damn light." She cursed under her breath. She had complained to the boy at the front desk about the burnt-out street lamp weeks ago. He had told her there was noth...