Those of a certain age might remember the summer of 1963. Some would call it the last summer of innocence in reference to JFK's final months in office and a year before LBJ, his vice-president and successor, upped the ante in Vietnam. Top 40 radio fans listened to songs such as Sukiyaki and Surf City, It's My Party and Blue on Blue. The Birds, Dr. No and Gid...
"Welcome to the FV Network. Are you here for he job interview?" "Yes" Dave told the receptionist, "and ready to go." That brought a smile to her. She'd heard it all 1000 times, maybe that many times a day, but Dave was cute and his wife Doreen was not roadkill either. They both looked good for their age. "Down the hallway to the left, go in the second doo...
This is the belated third part to a story; you should read the first two first to build the anticipation properly. That said, the story so far: Doreen, a lonely, plus-sized middle-aged widow, receives an invitation from something called The Zaftig Society for what appears to be a swingers' party. She attends and surprises herself by allowing a man to have se...
Chapter Three - Service, Seduction, Surrender Author's Note: This is a story of a female dominant/male submissive relationship between mature people. This is fiction. If you enjoy such stories read on and please comment, if not choose another story more to your tastes. This Chapter is the third in this series. Please read the preceding chapters for context....
October 2001 "I got one," said Eric holding up the video cassette. "Cool," said Doreen, "I hope it's nasty." The twenty year old was lying naked on top the covers of their bed on her stomach watching the little tv in their apartment. It was a sexy pose. Doreen's back tapered down to a thin waist, then two perfectly formed hills rose up, a beautiful, roun...
As I sat cuddles on Mrs. Earle’s lap in the Jacuzzi, I turned to see a man walk out onto the deck. “Hi hun,” Mrs. Earle said, “You’re home early?” “Yeah, the other boys had things to do today so we only played nine holes.” The man approached the sunken tub. “Who’s this?” “Darrel, I would like to meet Shannon. Shannon, this is my husband Darrel.” “Pleased...
I was accompanied to Barbara's room by Doreen, a short curly haired blonde whose small frame contrasted with her unusually big breasts, which strained against the fabric of her nightie and bounced as she walked. My own breasts are rather small and while I am not unhappy about them being small, I have a thing for larger boobs, probably because they remind me...
Chapter 02: Second Coming A warm summer wind blew through the tall maples and taller hemlocks of the undeveloped wood that stood amidst the quiet suburbs where Andrew lived. It had been a good, hot summer, but the evenings were beginning to cool off a bit. Andrew stood amongst the trees, waiting. His brother Mark would be arriving later that evening to visi...
Chapter One - Introduction Author's Note: This is a story of a female dominant/male submissive relationship between mature people. This is fiction. If you enjoy such stories read on and please comment, if not choose another story more to your tastes. It started innocently enough. No. That is not true. There is nothing 'innocent' when a man married over 40...
I assume readers will get the tongue-in-cheek aspects of this. This is a sequel to Wayward Ellen. ****** In the spring and summer of 1981, Ellen, my wife of three years, had affairs with two guys from two different companies. As soon as she got the second job, she dropped the first one -- or he dumped her - and she started up with the second lover. She wa...