Day Three (the day) The next morning, we were all at breakfast together. The boys looked incredibly sheepish. They responded to our every simple whim. When Beth and I asked them to go fix us plates at the buffet, they ran off like our personal servants. What fun. She the told me that after I left Harris was still on the bed blindfolded. "I decided to do...
Thanks to the wonder of Facebook I've been able to reconnect with my friend Betty. While most of us from the class of 1974 looked like we were in our mid-50's, Betty looked like she was the class of 1994. Her youthful face was framed by the same blonde hair. And the cut is a very similar style when I knew her in high school. She was attractive in high school...
David and I were married right out of College, six years ago. We've had a great life together and have been discussing starting a family. We decided to wait a couple more years so we could save most of my salary to have a good little nest-egg which would allow me to become a full time mom when the time came. In the meantime, our sex life was good, but we bot...
It was the first time I called another man because I needed his cock! I was in the apartment of Connie, one of the women I service as the "Private Dick" in my apartment complex, and she wasn't alone. It seemed I interrupted a unplanned get-together when I showed up at her door with the tax papers I had prepared for her. Present were Peggy and Mary, two other...
Chapter 4 Negotiating Characters: Victor Thomas: College student, age nineteen Brian Thomas: College student, age eighteen Tuck Tucker: Owns three restaurants, age fifty-five (Franco Touchily) Elizabeth Tucker; The Witch, Tuck's second wife, age Thirty-two Betty: Bookkeeper, petite, meek, age thirty-seven Trudy: Office worker, age twenty. Large eyes are...
This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. It is just a quirk I have. This story should have enough facts for you to use your imagination to fill it in though. I like the constructive criticism comments I get b...
The lights were on. He supposed they would be, being only 9:30, but he knew it was getting late to call. The sweat on his palms could only be partially blamed on the humidity. He knocked, swallowing and steeling himself for the next step. There was no turning back after his knuckles struck the front door. "I'll get it," he heard her shout into the house. "...
He stepped into the train one car behind her. He knew she would get off in three stops, near the university, and kept himself turned away, toward the door to the next car. Making sure she did not change her usual pattern, he looked up at each stop, and at one, caught her looking at him. The glance was fleeting and their eyes did not connect. After they got...
“Oh shit! What a cunt I am!” Coming from Girish, it didn’t surprise me. He had still not grown out of the college lingo in spite of the fact that he has been married for over a decade and a half, had a couple of kids and had resigned from a steady job almost three years ago. What did surprise me was that he had uttered these words to me in the presence o...
This is the second time I've written this story as when I sent it to my amazing editor, I did a cut and paste faux pas and accidentally copied chapter I onto it. Arrrrgh!! It is a work of fiction. There are references to people in my first set of chapters but all of those names were changed, so it's safe to call this a work of fiction. I hope you enjoy! As...