Part 1 New to the Club As I was sitting at the orientation in the Mature Fantasy Club with my wife Lauren, I reflected briefly on the events leading to my being here. My name is Jay. A few months ago I retired from an executive position with a corporation in the Midwest and moved to a retirement community in the South to enjoy the Golden Years. I was fairl...
Jane has lived in London for the past three years after moving from Manchester just after her 27th birthday. She moved away from the north to escape the dreary weather and to enjoy the faster pace of the nation's capital. She is tall, slim, with auburn hair falling down to her shoulders, and green eyes forever sparkling; enhancing her already beautiful face....
one of these days these boots are gonna' walk all over you... Author Note: this story is based partially on real events. The fictionalized ending represents her fantasy version of how things might have gone but didn't and she penned the little ditty for him to read and enjoy after he returned home. Even before a single word was shared between them, she was...
"What a mob!" Lisa said as I joined her in the lobby. "Yeah, apparently tropical storm Fran knocked out the power for nearly all of the Bahamas and they have transferred everyone over here. I guess they're overbooked and tried to bump us to another hotel. Lucky I brought along our confirmation number. The guy behind me in line was saying he heard from a cab...
DENISE THE NURSE Denise was still working as a nurse after all these years. My youthful fantasies about her in her white nurse's uniform and the white underpants which I imagined lay underneath were still as strong now as an adult as they had been back then. Now having had sex multiple times with Denise, at least some of these fantasies had been realised...
(Authoress Note: All disclaimers regarding characters, age appropriateness etc are in effect. I hope some of you enjoy this and I am working on another piece with a current working title, "A Yankee in the Bronx." But it will be awhile before I publish. Thanks!) * "I'm a cunt Sir," the words come out of my mouth and echo harshly against the cement block wal...
It was going to be a long week. My company decided that I needed to spend almost a week in Chicago for additional training. The last time I had made the trip from Philly to Chicago the return trip almost ended in disaster. We had just taken off from O'Hare at about 8 pm and as the plane was climbing we lost altitude. Not just a little but a lot. I looked at...
The pizza shop was busy, really busy that night. That was odd for a plain old Thursday night. By the time we were closing up at ten, I had run ragged, pulling tubs of toppings out of the cooler, chopping vegetables and mushrooms, opening cans of sauce, and lugging trays loaded with dough balls. I was dead tired and couldn't wait to get home and get my homewo...
Peggy told us this one evening after a very pleasant afternoon on Weymouth Sea front we had danced along, arm in arm, eight of us, like a bunch of hooligans, with the usual 'kiss me quick' hats, sticks of candy floss and a few games of bingo under our pinnies. Jenny had won twenty quid and we rounded it off with a gorgeous fish supper there on the quay side,...
Abstract: Every few decades every imaginable trope of All Hallows' Eve gather at a special haunted house for one and only one mysterious purpose, but first the staff must be assembled. ***** THE WRETCHED ACOLYTES Seemingly lost in a void of fog, a tall slender woman wrapped snuggly in a long black gown ventured across a dead grassy meadow. The mist choke...