Recently, my wife, Brenda (not her real name, obviously), and I went on an out of state vacation, without the kids. We planned for a week in Arizona, see the red rocks, the Grand Canyon, that kind of thing. We were both looking forward to some serious "quality time", but mine was more sexual in nature. We were celebrating my turning 50 and I had plans... BTW...
Basking in the afterglow of our encounter on the river bank, Dawn and I strolled back to the softball diamonds. We slowly approached our teammates, who were already warming up for the next game. Jill spotted us first, frantically waving us over like a base coach sending a running home as we made our way to the diamond our game would be on. "Man, you too re...
CHAPTER 1 Emotionally upset, her heart-strings taut, Irma Goodie said to her daughter, "Goodbye Veronica" but Veronica, at her first day at preschool, just waved and turned to find what interested her in her new environment. A year later there was a virtual replay of that scene when she began Elementary School. Thereafter Veronica took herself off to Middl...
"Well Signor Frame, how are we doing today?" I looked over at the therapist and smirked. "Surprisingly good when you consider I got shot three weeks ago. My chest itches constantly and my shoulder hurts, but I'm getting along okay." "Is the tramadol not cutting the pain," he asks as he glances down at my chart. "You're on a really low dosage, so we can inc...
This story begins in 1968 and relates how Jayne my first wife lost her innocence about sex and it's many ways to offer pure pleasure. She was a virgin when we met and had only had sex with me when we married one week after her 18th birthday, I was 22yrs old at this time. Jayne then was 5'6" tall with long auburn hair, large brown eyes and full lips, very att...
It had been a cold, icy Christmas, but the weather warmed up just in time for New Year's. A yellow van rumbled down the street and turned up my driveway, plowing through the knee-deep water that backed up from the slush-clogged storm drains. The van was delivering Mom's old piano - now my piano - a mahogany upright that had been in the family for about a hu...
Those of a certain age will recall 1962 as an optimistic year, perhaps the last year of optimism in the troubled, tumultuous decade that followed. JFK and his New Frontiersmen were in charge; the GNP was humming along and Viet Nam was still a place most Americans couldn't locate on a map. The Cuban Missile Crisis lay a few months ahead, but we were still bli...
Jen smoothed her immaculately pressed skirt and glanced at the living room mirror one last time before answering the knock on the door. She gave the reflection a slight nod - classic with a risque edge. The blood red bra was just visible through her cream blouse, and the new heels elongated and slimmed her calves. For a woman in her late thirties, she looked...
In front of the closed-door, The Empress was not only excited but she was also nervous as well. She felt like she was as a virgin on the verge to lose her flower. As a matter of fact, she considered herself a virgin indeed because she hadn't had sex in centuries, not even self-service. 'Remember, remember, remember..., you're an Empress, an Empress, an Emm...
I was in a state of unexpected excitement tempered with apprehension about having fallen into this situation. There was guilt too. We were in the back seat of a co-worker's car on the way to a Friday night staff bowling outing. Dorothy's head was cradled in my arm and we were kissing. Her arms were around me and my other arm and hand couldn't decide whether...