(Author's note - The original story, Wagons Ho, was not written with the intent of a follow up but reader response has prompted me to add a second chapter. Those who have not read Chapter One may wish to do so before reading this installment.) All too soon our idyllic stay at Ash Hollow came to an end and the wagon train resumed it's trek to the west. Octob...
Lindsey and I walked into the Cuban restaurant the next day for lunch, and picked a quiet table in the corner. Marta, our waitress from two days ago, smiled when she saw us and told the other waitress heading our way that she would take care of us. She was five feet of dark, mysterious Cuban sexiness, and she greeted us like long lost friends. "Hey you two!...
John was still riding a high from the day before. Mundane tasks now seemed a bit more enjoyable. He was just flying through his day. And then Kat came whooshing into his office, gently closing the door behind her. "Boy, am I in trouble," she said, pulling up a chair beside John's desk. "What's up?" John inquired. "Abraham!" she belted out. "He is soo...
2002 Raysburg, West Virginia "Sir, I'm sorry, but I have to ask you to leave." Darterrius said to the stumbling man, as he leaned on the waitress. "Go fuck yourself!" The young drunk man said pointing a finger back at him. "The lady and I were making plans for later!" "And I said no Thank-you, I'm married." Declared the mature blonde haired waitress. "L...
We purposely waited for our neighbors, and now impromptu voyeurs, to leave before we headed back to the house. It was late afternoon by then, and the sun was nowhere near as intense, as it slowly began to sink to the west. After a quick rinse in the outdoor shower... This time, keeping our bathing suits on, we entered the chilly air conditioned confines of...
Gnome hailed a cab going uptown, wiping his nose at the same time with his latest eviction notice. As the Gnome got in, he noticed the driver staring at him speculatively in the mirror. Gnome took little notice of this, his mind on his latest graphic novel. Suddenly, the cabbie spoke up in a somewhat grotesque southern accent. "Hey, you know a guy called...
"Rana, babe, come on, it's almost time for prayer," said Mariam Joseph, and the young Haitian woman shook her girlfriend by the shoulder, snatching her out of whatever reverie she was caught up in. Rana Gazuyeva blinked, and flashed Mariam a rather dreamy smile. This woman I love so much is so not okay, Michelle thought, shaking her head. Rana Gazuyeva, who...
It started out in what I thought was just "pillow talk". My new husband would ask me if I would like having sex with other men? I soon learned that he wanted an affirmative answer from me along with a vivid description of what I would like them to do to me. Telling him how much I would enjoy their cocks always ensured he would come in me. It gradually took...
BABS Babs came into the living room, stopping for a moment to look at herself in the mirror over the chiffonier. She fluffed up her russet hair and saw that it was nice and curly, and smiled. She could stand over him like this-make him kiss her boots, or-remember the time Arlen had to rub his dingie against the chiffonier table leg? Arlen just stared up...
I approached the door with Virginia in tow, but I didn't have to knock. It opened as we were mounting the steps to their porch, and there was Nate, which was short for Natalie, who was Nick's, our host's, wife. Nate was a striking woman in peculiar ways, a theme you'll find that will be continued in our other companions for the evening. Objectively, you mi...