This story is old, but I changed it realizing that I never explained it. It started after watching "Don't Tell Mom the Babysitter's Dead". I know it's weird, but it was when Christina Applegate was REALLY hot! The idea of her young character and the sleazeball guy at work is hot! See the movie, then you'll understand the characters. I'm the only on...
Welcome back. If you’ve been following the stories up to this point you know that Pat is a relative newcomer to the idea of swinging . This story takes her deeper into it with her fiancée’s help and our encouragement. I hope you enjoy it. I would like to hear your comments, and ideas. If you want to flame me, just ask yourself why you bother reading somethin...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments to James Lacy at the address in his profile. All comments appreciated * * * * * Robert awoke to the sun streaming through the large picture window in Mistress Calista's bedroom...
Watching the two women laying in repose at her feet, she cuddled into her own contentment, letting them rest as she sipped her drink, petting herself for the sheer pleasure of it, knowing she would find her arousal later, and knew the longer she waited for her pleasure the greater it would be. When she felt her passion rising, she called Lacy to her with her...
Chapter 1 Mary Ellen Jakowski sat in her kitchen with her good friend Dana Carter having their usual morning coffee. The two women had been friends since the Carters moved into the neighborhood five years ago. Their husbands, Richard and Drew, had become buddies as well. They were "backyard" friends, as their privacy fences were connected. In fact, they rar...
As we laid there, holding each other as we started to drift off, we heard the unmistakable sound of the front door to the apartment unlocking. Ellen looked at me with terror in her eyes. Apparently, she wasn't the only one with a key to this apartment. We both thought we would be alone for the day. Boy, were we wrong. We heard the front door open and seconds...
Ellen adjusted her dress. She never really liked the dresses she had to wear when showing a prospective student around the college. Mrs. Carmichael called out several other young women before calling out Ellen's name. "Here Ellen, you have someone from Alabama," she said. Ellen looked around shyly. Everyone was smirking. Another redneck from the South, she...
The first time I saw Ellen Rothko was when I walked into Boyle's Antiques on Clark Street, looking for old records. She was showing a woman some antique earrings, their heads bent over the display case, and when she heard me come in she looked up and caught my eye, shocked me with her beauty, and then lowered her face again, leaving me standing there gaping...
Working from home was a new experience for me, and I loved every minute. My boss had given me a new territory that was well established and covered an area close to my home. It was perfect. Little did I realize just how perfect, but I'm getting ahead of myself. After my divorce I found my little house after an exhaustive search. I knew that it would be the...
My wife, Ellen 36 and I 39 had wanted to expand our sexual horizons by opening up our bedroom to include another man on a few occasions. These new horizons began as fantasies, and our interests grew as each fantasy we held onto for so long was realized in one way or another. First watching Ellen with another man. Second having Ellen pick up a stranger and br...