She wasn't fully asleep, but she wasn't really awake either. She was having that dream AGAIN. Dreaming about HIM. What was that old Disney song? "A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes?" That was certainly true for her - - she had wished it many times. She wished that HE, and not that impersonal alarm clock, would be the one to wake her in the morning. But a...
Janet, my wife of 25 years, is a beautiful, all-American, ex-school teacher with incredible green eyes. She is the ivory soap "girl next door" and a walking fantasy for any guy who yearns for a woman who is as wholesome as she is hot. We have had some great sex over the years...the time on Cape Cod where she went pantiless to an Irish bar and we wound up d...
"No more games." He said flatly as he looked down at me. I glanced up at him, his face was stern. I wasn't entirely sure what he was talking about. "I am not going to tolerate you not following my rules. You will be good." I looked down at the floor, embarrassed for the childish way I had acted. At the time it had just seemed like the easiest thing to do....
I got to the airport on time...well I wasn't very late...which was a good thing. I was late a few times before and I know that my girlfriend Sherry would've been a little upset since I was late the last time she came to visit me. Sherry had flown in to Charlotte from Dallas to visit me in Charlotte for the weekend. We were friends for years, then we had a...
After I was finished with a long leisurely soak in the bath, I shaved carefully to make sure my skin was nice and smooth for Karl. It was so nice that he allowed me to enjoy that serenity on my own. I slipped on a thick terry cloth robe and headed to the bedroom where Karl was sitting on the edge of the bed with that little green gift bag in hand. I eyed the...
I'm a good man. Never do anything wrong. Live by a simple code: do what's right. I go to church five times a year. Christmas, Easter, the Fourth of July, Thanksgiving and the day my wife died. But when Solar asked me to train her for the Olympics, I had to take pause and think about my moral stance on such a thing. You see, Solar is just eighteen to my fort...
Where should I start the story that spans the majority of my life to date? I suppose starting at the beginning would be the traditional approach. In this case, however, I think I'll start in the middle, at a true sliding door moment; a moment in time that could have passed by leaving me being a happy, somewhat kinky, young bi woman. As it was, circumstances...
I briskly sachet toward my chosen man of the evening sitting in the back of the speakeasy, making sure to check if someone is following me. He sets his drink on the nearby coffee table while he laughs with his friends, and just as he settles back in his eclectic armchair, I touch his shoulder. "Hey, babe!" I slide onto his lap and let my legs dangle from my...
From my memoirs The Summer of 1986 Part IV of IV as our adventure into partner swapping comes to an end. Fantasies are revealed and fulfilled. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ That night we all stayed at Matt's apartment, it was really large and in a nice part of San Diego. It only had one bedroom but it had a huge living room and Matt had a huge sectional sofa in it...
She had passed this place on several occasions. The thought of it normally disgusted her—the tinted-black windows and the neon signs of a woman's figure. Right in the middle of a busy, industrial-looking part of town, yet people ignored it like it was not there. Surely, people had to go in often enough to support a business. Her curiosity built everytime she...