Part 1 of 3 - The Bike Ride. For Mick - who gave me my first bike ride ;) with love. Carefully I dried the white plates and put them away on the shelves. I ran the tea towel over the cups and hung them on their hooks. No point putting the breakfast dishes for a family of four in the dishwasher. The quiet little café buried in the depths of the pine woods...
It still shocks me how I end up being pressed up against the bathroom door at the club almost every time I go. Maybe it isn't as shocking as I think.. Especially since I come onto the first somewhat decent looking man I see, am I desperate? Probably. Tonight at the club, I was just dancing with my girls as I usually start out the night with. I was wearing...
This is not a true story – but I'm hoping it will be soon! See my website to learn more. I sighed after a long night. Thankfully the plane was on time and my hire car was decent enough. Looking around the room, I couldn't help but think the Campanile was dingy, but served a purpose. This is where, I hoped, it would happen. I dropped my bags on the floor, u...
I have been married to my husband, Joe for about five years at this time and although we were trying to have a baby, I still wasn't pregnant. I was becoming frustrated with not getting pregnant and I was getting bored with our sex life. Our repeated efforts to make a baby lost the excitement for us. I started chatting and flirting with guys online. In the b...
"I had a great time, Mike." Jessica said as they broke away from their hug. Their first date was in the books, and Jessica enjoyed every moment of dinner and conversation with her old classmate. "Thursday, then?" Mike asked with a smile. "Yes. Definitely." Mike graduated high school with Jessica. They never went on a date but there was some flirtation dur...
It is perhaps incorrect to call my adorable girlfriend a "girlfriend". For one thing, we don't want to define a relationship, and for another, she is no longer a girl. Without disclosing her age, she is at that part of her life where her plumbing needs a little attention. Consequently, her doctor told my lady friend that she couldn't have sex for several we...
Michael was mowing the lawn when she called. Slowly he had been crossing the small lawn, pushing the mower at comfortable pace chosen to avoid sweating too much in the warm summer afternoon heat. The quiet mower whirred, clipping the few grass blades that had grown tall enough to reach its rotating blades. Luckily, the mower did not prevent him from hearing...
I woke up the next morning as the sun began working in through the cracks of the curtains. At first, until my memory came back, it was just the normal morning and I reveled in snuggling up to my wife under the comforter. I began to come back to reality as I heard noise from the other bed. My head popped up and I looked over to see Jimmy, still asleep, spooni...
As I woke on Saturday morning, I realized that my time alone with Monica was coming to an end, her mother Marie would be flying home one week from today. With only a week left I wanted to take full advantage of my remaining time with Monica. I knew that I would be marrying Marie and that any time alone with Monica would be stolen time in our family life. B...
We had been in touch all the week before, on our private email address that only the three of us knew about, discussing what had happened the week before, and we were going to actually have sex for the first time. It would be his first time with me, his first time to have sex with a properly passionate woman, something he had never had before. And then my pe...