If you were 23 and in college and suddenly had won the lottery what would you do with the money? That was a question I asked myself for a week after I hit it big. I won close to ten million dollars, and after the euphoria went away I was left wondering what I'd do with the rest of my life. I'd just started to work on my Master's degree and somehow that all...
Brenda woke up the next morning with a desperate thought. “Why did I do that?” her mind screamed at her as she got out of the bed, “I didn’t even bring a freaking toothbrush.” Her mind was focused on what happened, her unprecedented screw-up. “Wait until marriage,” Brenda’s mother had hammered into Brenda’s head, “Boy’s won’t respect you if you just hand i...
This is a follow-up to "When Everything Isn't Enough," published in Romance on 8/28/18. Some readers objected to the category, insisting it should have been in Loving Wives. Conceding their point, I've made amends with "Trust Is Earned, Not Given." ***** Now what? Jenny Yeager keeps asking herself that. She's just returned home to Cleveland from a business...
In Canada, specifically the province of Ontario, high school sucked worse than anywhere else did on the continent. There's a reason for this. We had to go to school for five years. They had this thing where in order to go to university you had to have six OAC's (Ontario Academic Credits). The OAC year was the fifth year. And EVERYONE was expected to try to g...
I first met Brookie in the Autumn, just as classes were starting at the local University (the very same school where I'd met Melissa.) Brookie was working at the Campus Bookstore, a place I like to hang out, if only to look at all the hot co-eds in their Florida-Finest attire! (Actually, ANY place on that campus is a great place to see hot babes, scantily dr...
“I’ve got something extraordinary planned for our tenth anniversary,” Marta whispered to me. I grunted – unable to think of anything but the next thirty seconds as her oiled hands slowly made another roundtrip up and down my cock. “I’m about to come,” I said, hoping she would speed up. But instead Marta pulled her hand away and said, “You will come in a...
Saturday morning brought complications for Beverly. She had been looking forward to a rally with their club, the Tandem Bicycle Riders, training faithfully, practicing various shifts and power stroking techniques with her husband. In anticipation Bev spent extra time on her own, working on endurance exercises because she knew that some of the hill climbs, ex...
Chapter 02: About Missy My Name Is Fred, the first story in this series is not a true story, but it is not entirely false either. On the old Dragnet TV series they always said, "The names were changed to protect the innocent." In "Fred" no names are real. The places are not really real either. The actual Fred "show me the penis" moment talked about in "My N...
Kit scowled as she lectured me on the benefits of diet and exercise. "Dad, you need to do some kind of exercise. Have you thought about walking?" she asked seriously. "I walk." I answered. "Where?" She inquired. "From the bed to the bathroom and from the TV to the kitchen." I responded. Kit shook her head disgustedly and regarded me as though I was a...
Disclaimer: Good writers and writers by heart feel free to expand this story and make it better. Keep it legal and try to stay visual (use images). Please add your own touch if you want and help it grow more diverse. What would you do if you were to possess an app that enables you to rewrite reality yourself? You could either become a hero and solve problems...