Well, I don't know about you, but I thought I had the perfect life. I was married to my college sweetheart, we both had great jobs that we loved at the same bank and we had just bought our first home. Things were perfect...or so I thought. My wife, Izzy or Iz (short for Isabel), was a personal assistant for one of the vice presidents of the bank we worked...
Forward This is a work of fiction. Characters and events come strictly from the imagination. This is the second in Nickels & Dimes, a series about two truckers, owner operators (O O's), who, while finding trucking to be enjoyable, do not find it to be sufficiently lucrative to provide for all their needs. Specifically, they need money for eventual retirem...
Note: This chapter includes a brief encounter with my First Cousin. Since it makes up only one brief encounter, I chose to keep this story in the Erotic Couplings rather than the Incest Taboo category. In 1982, I was transferred to a CID office at the Presidio of San Francisco that had responsibility for criminal investigations for the entire west coast. Be...
Well, we got here. Of course, life goes on after a story, so not everything will get fully resolved at the end, but I think it gets to a good, natural point to stop. Like the previous one, this is self-edited. I hope it's not too bad. If you want to drop me a message, feel free; I enjoy it. -C ───────── Molly I called it as soon as I heard Next's "Too...
Randall Meechum's POVLaCrosse Pack Lands I drove my Jeep over to Erica's cabin, a big cooler in the passenger seat that the kitchen had provided. The Pack made sure she got fed when she couldn't come to the Pack House, or she didn't want to come all the way in. The dinner I was bringing was pot roast with mashed potatoes, gravy and green beans, plus they pa...
Some days you can't win no matter what you do or say. On those days you wish you had pulled the bedsheets over your head and stayed there. Being the head of the house according to your better half comes with certain responsibilities that at times you wished you never had. Mine started the moment the police department woke me up at seven am Saturday morning...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
William Mallory had been in more airports than he could count, but this was his first time in a train station. If it had been any other time of the year, the place would likely have been far less crowded than your typical airport concourse, but this close to Christmas it was well packed with holiday travelers. "Excuse me..." he said, narrowly avoiding a fe...
This story is a submission to the Nude Day Contest. Please be sure and vote after your reading. I would like to thank my proofreader MrsIntJ and editor Headitor. They make my stories much more enjoyable to read. We hope you enjoy it. As always, all comments are welcome. --*-- "Dude! What's up?" Jake yelled. Even talking loudly, it was hard to hear him o...
Trigger warning: there is attempted rape in this story. ***** Maggie lay on her bed, limbs splayed out. Her sheets covered her dresser, because she violently removed them. She was drenched in sweat. Rising from her groin was her new macroclitoris. That was definitely new to her. It arched upwards and toward her chest which rapidly rose and fell in her desp...