Chapter 8; To be a man, a husband, a father, in the dark. I am lying on a beach, in the sun. My skin, chilled to the bone only a few moments ago, now basks in the heat as it soaks into my body. My bones respond and begin to feel light again. The heat penetrates so thoroughly, so efficiently. I can feel heat; heat to the point where I feel wet from perspirat...
Mary sat looking into the large mirror that rose above the antique dressing table and smiled at her image in the glass. She looked stunning with her golden blonde hair flowing down out of the wispy wedding veil, framing her creamy white cheeks in an almost angelic halo. Her silky white wedding dress dipped down in the front revealing her milky cleavage and s...
Thank you Vixen Too for editing the story. This story contains almost no sex. If you are looking for sex, go read another story. The mile markers were flying by in the darkness as Bert cruised along a quiet I-20 in his beat up ‘74 Volkswagen Beetle on his drive to Dallas. He was excited to be seeing Ruth again, and a bit apprehensive about meeting her paren...
As an undergrad I was an engineering student at an average school and I was an average student. I always kid that on my diploma it reads "Graduated (just)". My grades left an awful lot to be desired. I took a few years off after graduation and played for a while in industry before going to graduate school. I call my undergraduate degree my mother's degree be...
I wrote a story about a year or so ago entitled AMY. It might help you understand one of the characters better if you read it first. ************ What is it about him? Why do I get wet when he comes in my office to deliver my mail? He isn't a stud, not even six feet tall. Average looks, average build, just some summer intern who is trying to make points. H...
Size six, black patent leather with high spiked heels, as I sat in my office the other day I knew a lot of women would love to be in my expensive shoes. I'm wealth and independent, and I have everything I want in life. As I contemplated my success, I had to admit that I really owe it all to just one man - Mr. James. He was, and probably still is, a very att...
Author's note: This story is not so much about the adventures of Batgirl, but more about the developing sexuality of Barbara Gordon. It introduces several original characters, and is only loosely based on the comic book heroine. Enjoy! Warning! This story contains material of an adult nature and is intended for mature readers for personal use only. No copyr...
Well she’d done it. Kristen had just walked into her first bar. She felt more like an adult then she ever had. It was about time. “She thought.” After all it was her nineteenth birthday. The guy checking I.D.’s could not believe her age, but after admitting that her drivers license was no fake let her in. Kristen was disappointed but not surprised. She was d...
Harvey stood outside of Jake's house, taking a deep, steadying breath before he knocked on the massive double doors. He wasn't sure what he was expecting, Jake was very unpredictable when it came to Jezebel. He had pulled up half expecting to see either Jezebel chained to a tree in the front yard, or Jake bludgeoned to death on the front steps. "So far so...
Author's Note: All characters are fictional; any resemblance to real persons is coincidental. All characters are 18 years of age or older at the time of any sexual activity. ***** Prologue 1973. I was a twenty three year old virgin. I had dated from time to time, beginning with my first date (when I was a seventeen year old senior in high school). I even...