I've been working down on the south side of Corpus, for about a year and a half. I was going all the way to the east side of town to have a beer. It had taken me several months to find a bar that I felt safe and welcome in. One problem was the distance and the cops and the other was that I wanted to practice my darts but no one wanted to play. The only time...
When working at a legal brothel as a prostitute in Nevada, Garrett and I had six parties. It seemed that each party was better then the previous party. He was an excellent client, he obtained sexual services and ejaculations, he gave me nice tips. And our parties were longer then the 15 or 30 minute parties that many men prefer. I often had orgasms, he had e...
This story is the twentieth in a series. I am grateful that a few readers seem to enjoy the nude lawyers. While this story can, hopefully, be read enjoyably by itself, the earlier installments provide context and character background. My characters and their names are entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any real person is unintended and coincidental. Oh,...
It was on a fairly grey morning or a dreich morn as I was becoming accustomed to calling it, that we waved the parents off and told them we would see them in two days, no sooner had the Toyota turned out of the driveway than the heavens opened, and we quickly retreated to the house. The rain came down harder and harder, and after lunch we decided we were ho...
My wife Terry and I frequently make trips to an Indian casino near a state university. We have always fantasize about Terry taking on a couple of young studs (were both 36) until this weekend nothing has ever materialized. Near the end of a full day of drinking and gambling we found ourselves sitting at a blackjack table with three students from the universi...
I met my husband while vacationing in Jamaica. I had just graduated from a community college in my home town in northern Ohio and was celebrating by going to the Caribbean with my best friend Kayla (my name is Kathy). She and I were inseparable during high school and college. We were like twins, but not physically. I’m 5’6” tall, shoulder-length natural bl...
The following is a 100% true story. Only the names have been slightly changed. * "Wow that's quite a dare," said my wife Marie looking at me over the orange dare card she had just picked. "What's it say?" I asked. But the truth was a couple minutes earlier I had shuffled through the deck and put that card on the top of the deck knowing Marie's turn was ne...
The thing is, we had gone over there to play bridge. Yes, bridge. The same game old ladies play in the parlor on Sundays. I don't even know how to play bridge. I remember when my wife, Anna, told me about it. "We don't have any friends," she said. I didn't even look up from my book. "We have plenty of friends," I mumbled. "There's Steve, Nick, Andy... Jane...
Allison and Scott were married for 5 years and had 3 beautiful boys. They were happy as could be with their marriage. They had a very open and honest marriage, and could tell each other everything and anything. Allison and Scott were getting ready to meet a couple that they had graduated High School with and Allison looked at Scott and said "honey can you im...
She didn't know what to expect when she acted like she was too busy playing on her phone and ignored the fact that his glass was empty. She should have known, sure, but she had never been in this situation before. Today he had decided to go watch the football game with his friends and told her she would be coming despite her protests. After all, he needed so...