Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c)2002 by Couture * "Denise, I'm leaving now," Tom told the jumbled mass of covers piled on the bed. "I've left my number on the refrigerator door and I've left April the car keys and a list of instructions for your care." Tom heard a muffled response fr...
If you haven't read chapter one of this story, I would suggest that you do so before reading this sequel. This tale is a work of fiction. If you are under eighteen or do not wish to read sexually explicit material, exit now. All rights reserved. Before proceeding, I feel that I must address an issue raised by some of the feedback to chapter one. Most of the...
It was a warm night in August and Denise had decided that we were going to have a barbecue in the back garden as all the kids and their boyfriends were out for the night. One of Denise's friends from work, Mark, was coming over. About 7 ish, Denise went up to get changed and came down in one of her flowing summer dresses. Anyway, I went outside and fired up...
This is just a silly little romance story to appease those who read my other stories, after being warned that they may be hard core, and then complain about them being hard core. Frank Dailey and Larry Carson hated each other. Frank was a 43 year old white bigot who hated blacks and Larry was a 42 year old black bigot who hated whites. The two men lived in...
Chapter 1 I arrived for my haircut after working out at the club. I noticed after showering, that I had forgotten to bring a change of clothes, and had to put on a spare t-shirt and sweat pants, sneakers, and nothing else. I felt a bit bare, but I didn't have time to swing by home before my appointment. It was late in the day, and I figured there wouldn't b...
Today was unlike most of Robert's recent days. With one week left until he was expected to hand in the final revision of his thesis to the publisher of the journal, weekends and weekdays blended together to make these final weeks the worst of his grad school if not the worst of his entire life. Today though, was his thesis defense. The latest revision was...
Over the last three months, Denise has become sort of a regular around my apartment. With her flight schedule, she ends up spending a Saturday night here in Mobile every other week and a couple of other nights in between. I've taken to picking a seemingly random night about every third week to summon her. I figured her out in her first session. She's been...
"You remember Francine?" my ex-wife Denise asked as she ushered her divorce lawyer past me and into my house. What an unpleasant surprise! "How could I forget?" I asked in reply. Francine smirked and I grit my teeth. She was a tall thin brunette that might have been pretty if everything about her didn't scream 'uptight bitch'. She had her hair in a bun of...
The Lamb's Neck was not normally the sort of place Paul would bring Denise, but it was in places like this that they were likely to find what they were seeking. Together the young married couple entered the foul smelling and smokey tavern, a sudden silence fell as the newcomers were appraised by the hardened imbibers and diners. Paul made very little impress...
This is a continuation of the weekend that my wife and I spent with our friend Stan. Some of the things that happened Friday night were totally unexpected and caught both my wife and I off-guard. I have never considered myself "gay" but more or less bi-curious. Denise and I had joked around before about it but we never thought anything would ever happen b...