In the mid-point of the Obama administration, I was in my early thirties, that wonderful age when a single guy playing the field still has a wide range of age choices among women. Twenty-somethings, thirty-somethings and even sexy forty-somethings are fair game. Never been married, I was still looking for that "perfect" woman—or at least as close to perfect...
"She's gone." I said. - "We know." said Laurie. "After you went to work, I checked her room. Her bed hadn't been slept in." - "What? Why didn't you call me?" - "Why? So you could worry all day? I called Moe and Roberta. They were out with her last night. She showed up at Moe's around one a.m., and stayed over." "But she must've come back here around noon...
(The following takes place before the Nick and Ms. Jones storyline.) "It was a mistake coming here," Ms. Jones thought to herself as she scanned the gym's interior. Ms. Jones took a sip of punch and posted up against the table behind her. "I came to my reunion in the hopes of banging some of the studs I went to school with but all of them are taken," she...
I'm an average guy. When I was young I became very ill. The doctors had a difficult time keeping my temperature under control and it spiked to 108. When my parents were able to take me home, I was different. Something that made me who I was had disappeared. It terrified my parents and left me mystified. I was no longer interested in some old hobbies and ne...
Chad Browning lay on the couch in the living room, arms crossed behind his head, staring up at the ceiling. For the tenth time today he wondered if Marie would show. The enigmatic woman had emailed him a few days ago and asked what his schedule would be this weekend, and also asked when his roommate Josh would be around. He remembered the conversation well b...
It was coming close to the end of the school year, and my daughter Grace was feeling overwhelmed with the amount of work she had to do. She was getting ready for school one morning, and she had a bit of a breakdown. "Daddy, it's just too much. I have so much homework, and now I have two projects that I need to do too. I just can't get it all done," she comp...
I am a masseur. I've had my own practice for many years now. How I got to where I am today is a tale worth telling. It's a long story - stick with me. It started in my freshman year in college. I was hit by a car while biking, and broke a leg, bruised some ribs and sprained my wrist, as well as totaling a pretty decent bike. After I got the cast off of my l...
READER ALERTS... without giving the whole story up let me just explain that this story could go into at least 7 categories; Interracial, Fetish, Loving Wives, Mature, Exhibitionist, Anal, Erotic Couplings. It's a sequel to "Daughter of the Pastor" and the sequel to that one with the tag "Mother" added to that one. Please look at the story tags attached to...
Part IV - Sunday Afternoon "Hey, c'mon, sleepy head. Time to wake up," I heard my Mistress' voice and felt her tapping my arm. I opened my eyes - and the full light of day streaming into them caused me to jolt upright. It was obviously much later than usual. I noticed Gail was no longer in bed beside me, and Ms. Kayla was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. "O...
I would love for anyone that reads this story to leave to their comments either publicly or privately. Share your thoughts! 1-1: INTRODUCTION This story takes place in 1998, back when the internet was in its infancy and the world seemed like a far more innocent place. In college I was a business major and a psychology minor. During one of our psych cla...