This is a true story about my first real long-term relationship. My name is Brett. I am now 30, but this story begins at my young age of 21. I was single and living a quiet life. My life consisted of sleep, work, and lonely nights on the internet. I had only 1 close friend and he was away in the military. I was still living with my parents and could never f...
Zack couldn't believe it, but Selby was insistent. "Dude, trust me. This chick has her number up on the park restroom wall, and if you call, she'll come give you a BJ right here in the bathroom! I don't know why she does it, but she came to see me. She looked miserable, but maybe she's a psycho. She's a good looking psycho." ***** Tali rested, enjoying a...
I was reluctant to go to the after-party. Anne was clearly not in a festive mood, although it was not my doing. Clearly, she did not know Alicia Claremont or Lisa Whitman as well as she thought. But I didn't care. Everyone else appeared happy: the Liberty Girls, President Harper and certainly Alicia and Lisa. After dessert ended, I excused myself, hoping t...
Lisa and I sat for about an hour watching some nonsensical movie. She was cuddled up next to me and I had my arm around her. There was no conversation, just nice closeness. We were both naked and I could feel the warmth of her body against mine. Finally bored with the TV, I let my hand drop from her shoulder to her firm breast. She responded by touching my c...
Dear Paul, Hey, sweetie. I know I haven't written in a few days but I've been a little busy. How is everything going over in England? I'm really missing Michelle since she left for boot camp. I'm happy she joined the Navy of course, because I got credit for her joining. But, I wish she could have waited until I leave in June and we could have gone to boot...
Foreword These stories are based in Australia and written in the idiom the characters would use. Some issues in language variations I anticipated and built translations into my narrative. Others have caught me by surprise especially in their intensity. Generally, the intended meaning will be clear from the context if you don't cling too tightly to your us...
I was sitting alone, nude in the motel whirlpool. I hadn’t climbed in that way. In fact, until just a couple of minutes ago, I had been wearing my swimming trunks and was sipping daiquiris between two beautiful women, one of them my mistress, Rachel. And that’s how I came to be nude. Not because of the daiquiris, but because of Rachel and the relationship...
Sorry, I was interrupted so here is the last part. Naturally there is a part one, so if you get confused you should go back and read it. Pete took Paula by her arm and led her over to the backside of the restrooms by the overlook. He was searching for a way to say what he was feeling without actually accusing her of something. "Are you drunk?" It just blur...
Brad and Janet had been together for many years and although they had an open relationship, they had never been to a party like this one before. As they drove to the house, Janet was trembling in nervous anticipation. She had never done anything this adventurous before, but despite her fear she could still feel the excitement building! Janet had worn a slink...
1PM, another 4 hours of work to the end of the week and the start of a weekend without my menopausal wife around since she, her best friend Laurie and a few of their friends were having a "girl's weekend" at a luxury spa compliments of her employer. I couldn't wait to hit my favorite bar, a very popular local band was playing tonight and there would be a few...