Having just recently celebrated my forty-eighth birthday, I wasn't used to having a comely young woman about half my age appear to be checking me out as I stood at the counter of Panera Bread, waiting for my lunch order. Granted, it may have been my imagination or wishful thinking on my part. However, as I shifted my body around to face her, it seemed she...
My name is Eric Jensen. I'm a journeyman carpenter. I'm 28 years old. I stand 6' 2" and weigh just over 200 pounds. I'm not bragging but I'm very good at my job. I know every aspect of building a house. I can pour cement, frame, roof, finish, pull wire and do the plumbing. Framing is what I do best. I have a couple of tricks I use. I can study a blueprint fo...
Author's Note: This is a story featuring Greg Maitland. The story is free standing so there is no need to read previous stories. However, if you would like to know more about our hero then I suggest you read "people can change parts 1 to 3.I am deeply indebted to JuicyStarchild for her critique and excellent editing and for making my story more readable....
Author's note: I may have set a new record for the longest delay between installments. My apologies. I'd like to think I can pick up the pace going forward. Since this chapter is a direct continuation of previous chapters, I would suggest starting from the beginning, or at the very least, Chapter 4. As always, I respectfully request your constructive feedbac...
CHAPTER 1 Three months after being divorced by his wife who'd found in mid-life she was romantically attracted to another woman, Bob Doe finally came out of sulking. Reading the signs, daughter Mira decided to introduce him to Mrs Apple, the widowed mother of one of her friends. The good intent was in vain. Verity Apple's breasts were too large for Bob's l...
I imagine our story begins with my wife Dawn and I experiencing a little hiccup in our marriage. Basically what it boiled down to was that my wife Dawn wasn't getting what she needed and a change of some sort was inevitable, if we were going to stay together. After much discussion it was mutually decided to spice things up a bit by trying just a taste of...
I was scheduled to work on Saturday. I rarely went in on weekends anymore. Owning my own business was a grind the first five or six years. Now I've been at it for 18 years and it runs pretty much on its own with my limited supervision. This month brought about a special contract, that while making my presence required, would reward me handsomely with a major...
Author's note; Readers, thank you for voting 'Mitzi at Poolside' the number one submission in the National Nude Day 2003 contest. The following story is another of those did it really happen? kind of stories. I'll leave it to you to decide! –puppop It was pretty quiet around the house. I'd expected Marie back by seven and so prepared a light dinner in view...
"Remember when you were young, You shone like the sun. Shine on you crazy diamond. Now there's a look in your eyes, Like black holes in the sky. Shine on you crazy diamond. You were caught on the crossfire Of childhood and stardom, Blown on the steel breeze. Come on you target for faraway laughter, Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and...
Have you ever met someone and felt an instant connection? An unspoken bond? I have, it happened when I was 6 yrs old. My name is Alan Anderson. I am the youngest of four children that grew up in a loving home with working class parents. We lived in a fairly small Midwestern town. Not tiny but not large either. We knew most everyone in town at least by sigh...