A work of fiction * Neil Marsh drove toward the Imperial Hotel. He smiled to himself. In just a few hours he would be rid of his cheating wife. The trap had been set and it would be sprung this afternoon. Yes this day would be a real awakening for an adulterous spouse. Neil was 44 and a handsome man. He had dark wavy hair that had yet to see any gray. Hi...
This is a short story about an old man and his sexual thoughts. No sex other then thinking about it. Again I would like to thank 'Techsan' for his editing. * I have a problem that faces many older men. I don't care if you're in your late fifties or late sixties, you might have this problem also. No, it's not erectile dysfunction but quite the opposite. I...
Hey it is DirtyJoe again, and today I am going to tell you how not to piss your better half off or if you do the recommended things the opposite way, how to piss off your better half! Now I am not saying to take my advice to heart, it is more like therapy for me. Lately my woman has been getting pretty upset with me and I am trying to learn how to make that...
Because the men and women are at different heights, we cut holes in the sheetrock at specifically measured heights, two holes at chest level and one hole at hip level. For those who haven't figured it out, yet, I bet you have now. Wait, before you disappear down your cellar to create your own maze to amaze your friends and neighbors, don't you want to read t...
Many thanks to Renee and Kent for their editing of this story. * I'm Glen Caballo. I live in a small Scandinavian town and when this story begins, I had a good job as production engineer at a local branch of a big international company. Caballo is Spanish for horse. It was my great grandfather who took that name while he was an actor and found out that his...
Little Author's Note Start game now to get the full experience, almost every choice has a repercussion of some sort so i would appreciate it if you could play the story as it was intended to be read. It's a really long story and it takes it's time to fully develop the main characters so be patient and brace yourself for an extensive romantic journey, the fir...
"When kings the sword of justice first lay down, they are no kings, though they possess the crown. Titles are shadows. Crowns are empty things. The good of subjects is the end of kings."- Daniel Defoe I have noted for some time now that there are some truisms and proverbs thrown around so much that they seem to be cliché. Among the most exasperating of the...
This is a rather dark, bleak tale. There's an element of truth in this one. (Though changed to protect the guilty.) If you do not like dark, bleak non-stroke stories, please read no further for your own sake. He brushed the dirt from his hands and looked down at the grave of his only son, Simon. Dead at twelve from a particularly aggressive form of cancer f...
CHEATING? BY SW MO HERMIT John was laying in the bed, eyes closed enjoying the rise to his orgasm. He felt the pleasure rising as his iron hard cock got harder and harder, his balls tightening while he edged nearer and nearer to the explosion. His thoughts were on his wife as he plummeted the orifice surrounding his cock. How he wished she was the one ridi...
The first clue was the blow job. A blow job was always the first clue. Perhaps he had become resigned to the situation, but David was enjoying the blowjob far too much to become angered by the implications. The videotape of DEEP THROAT which had been a frequent guilty pleasure when he was a teenager had inspired an obsession. For nearly two decades David had...