Like a drug, reader's comments make me write more. Like a whip, constructive criticism makes me write better. Please vote and comment. Your feedback makes for better writing. Of course, it's best to read the previous chapters. ***** A Little Side Business, Part Seven It Ain't Over 'til It's Over Our hero takes resurrection road Spinning. Spinning in t...
I am a bit over 30 years old. These are the women I enjoy in movies. This is my special list of movies, sex and sexy women. *~*~*~* 1. Patricia Heaton (Debra Barone in Everybody Loves Raymond). This petite babe always gives me big hard-ons, especially in the early episodes of Everybody Loves Raymond. She is the reason why I am attracted to pretty girl-ne...
Author's Note: Thank you all for your support of this story. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would still be working on Era Erotica come 2019, but here we are! Your feedback, comments and messages have all given me the fuel to keep writing, and I've got plenty more planned for 2019. Happy New Year and I hope you enjoy! Disclaimer: This a work of fic...
Part 1 Even now that night was so vivid in my mind, every touch, every scent, every groan, and every orgasm. I could still remember the feel of his hair beneath her fingertips. I can easily recall how his stomach tightened up quickly at the first bold touch of her mouth to his hungry cock. This memory had fueled so many of my fantasies over the past few wee...
This was such a dumb idea! I had hated high school the first time around. What on earth compelled me to go to this 15-year high school reunion? I guess I just needed a diversion...anything to keep me from thinking about my recent divorce and all of the wasted years of my life. However, I already had a feeling that this event was only going to add to my dep...
It was early afternoon and the drive home was exhausting. I was still an hour away and really looking forward to the end of this whole trip. I had been gone for a week and was planning to surprise my wife, Beth, by coming home on Friday instead of late Saturday. I talked to her last night and she sounded disappointed that I wouldn't be home until then. I t...
Mother-in-law My mother-in-law, Margaret, officially, but Marge or Margie to most people, and I always got along fairly well. I treated her decent and liked her cooking and her daughter was happy with me and I guess that was what she cared most about. She had a small apartment on the first floor of the same building occupied by the family business. There w...
The large house was in its usual quiet state as I turned the bathroom light out. I had just finished my shower when I heard the doorbell ring. I glanced at the clock. It was after 11 p.m. and although it was unusual to have a visitor after 10, I had many friends and it was not unheard of. On the way to the door, I took a robe that I had draped over the kit...
Even through the haze and smoke of the club, through the fast-moving motions of engrossed dancers and the general din common to all nightclubs, Aidan recognized Rainey. Only, she didn't look like the Rainey he'd grown used to seeing on his irregular visits to the magazine office. This Rainey had sleek, straightened hair pulled back into a stylish ponytail a...
The bar offered little comfort as she sat in the dimly lit corner. Her deep green eyes averted from every glance that might happen her way. Her hands that while delicate held a strength in them of someone who has had to take care of herself for quite some time now, straightened her dress. That dress, a short black number fit a bit too tight, secondhand store...