Sometimes your life changes, some good some bad. Time will tell how my changes will end up. My name is Ray Shockley, I am 39 years old, 5 ft. 11, 175 lbs. I am married to the love of my life Deborah. We live in the small town of Crowley, just south of Fort Worth, Texas. Deb is 39 years old also. 5 ft. 6 tall, 130 lbs. Blonde hair with nice 36 d breast....
Deborah is a real diva. She is a sexually charged wife who finds little satisfaction at home, even though her husband is devoted to her. But hubby James likes to watch, and Deborah gave him many opportunities. Deborah is a platinum blonde who, at 33, retains a very womanly shape. She is not a skinny little thing, but neither is she overweight. She is all cu...
My divorce wasn't quite done yet but things were starting to fall back into place in my life. I had started dating again and before long reconnected with a woman I had known as an acquaintance in school and we had both landed in San Diego. The fifteen years since we both graduated had been kind to both of us as we had taken pretty good care of ourselves, alt...
Deborah Hayes stalked over to the little plane that was scheduled to take her home. She was not having a good day; first she’d forgotten to set her alarm, then she missed her plane, and now she had to take this little rinky dinky plane. “Hi!” she called out to the man bent over the planes engine. “My name’s Deborah Hayes, I’m scheduled to be on the next fli...
"Another great get-together," Shirley Lancaster-Vilbrun said, and the tall, busty and curvy redhead looked at her husband Castor Vilbrun and smiled. Six feet two inches tall and burly, with dark chocolate skin and a smooth shaved head, Castor Vilbrun is a fine specimen of second generation Haitian-American masculinity. She'd fallen in love with him since the...
The alarm clock showed a time of 11:38 p.m. as Wes turned out the lamp next to his bed. He and his wife Deborah had just finished making love, and she was already fast asleep, weary from the toils that come with being a secretary and a mother of three. He was bushed, too, from another day at the rat race that was sales. Still yet, Wes could not fall asleep...
Dinner Date Melissa stared at the door, feeling very uneasy about her motivations. She had endlessly dithered about how to dress for her dinner "get-together" with Deborah in the city. When Melissa had called Deborah the previous day to ask about getting meeting for dinner on one of her days off, they had wound up chatting for over an hour, as though they...
Deborah Hennessy waited patiently at her desk, going over her finances after having just called her once trusted assistant, Malcolm Gemmell, about the spending he was doing. She put her faith in him to invest her money wisely on her behalf, but after seeing how much he had been taking from her business accounts she needed to finally put her foot down on the...
Copyright Oggbashan January 2015 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* I stood in f...
[This story will gain from your reading the earlier chapters first, but you may also read it on its own. There is content about bodily functions and behaviors that may offend some, so if that refers to you, please read no further. All characters are 18 or over.] It took me a few days, but I was becoming used to my daughter Lesley's assuming the position of...