A week away on a farm was all I need to get myself out of the hum drum of everyday life. Searching the holiday let listings I found a cottage on a small farm in a picturesque part of rural England. The farm was secluded and the cottage cosy, so fee paid I was all set for my trip. Over a week later I travelled north and found the farm and the cottage. A perf...
We were very young when we married and hubby's job didn't pay much. I think when this happened I was maybe 19 or 20 and hubby is two years older. I was a skinny little blonde girl trying to look sexy for my husband and anyone who would look. This story is about the only time I worked. Come with me to the tiny town south of where we lived in the mid west. I...
Copyright Oggbashan September 2018 / October 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *** When I had asked Cecilia's father for per...
Mary was waiting when John reached the markets. She pointed down an alley to three men drinking coffee. "Some cadres are waiting for you," she whispered, "what have you done?" He looked at Mary she was a tough old fighter. She had changed dramatically since he started to help her daughter and her friends. She used to be his greatest critic. Now if any one s...
The distraught farmer hurried told his awful tale to Lady Gwyneth d’Lambert, paladin of the Holy Church of Alastriel and her less illustrious companion, the goblin Cockweasel. Gwyneth had rescued Cockweasel from his tormenting mistress, the vile sorceress Valeria the Black, and the two had escaped on horseback to the village of Crompton. It was here in Crom...
This story involves fetish and wife swapping. If this is not for you, please consider finding another story. Thank you. * It's Saturday morning in August in Concord, New Hampshire. The temperature is in the 80's and the dew point is about 55. There is no possibility of rain. It will be warm and dry. My wife, Pam, has convinced me that we should go to the...
"Magical time of the year, my ass!" I said to myself while I waited in the mall for my wife to call me on my cell phone. Here I was at the only mall in this town surrounded by umber-white, cheese eating, un-cultured pig farmers doing their Christmas shopping and my nerves were beginning to wear thin. My wife, Susan, abandoned me to run to her office for a...
Three young women looking for a fun night, walked into the only drinking establishment, within a half hour's drive, where they could buy a beer. One faction of residents of the small farming community had repeatedly defeated the other faction's attempts to turn the county from 'dry' to 'wet'. Adjacent to the dry county was another county that also did not...
This is the third and final chapter of this story. You may want to read the previous chapters before reading this one. Thank you to my editors LadyCibelle and Techsan for their editing. * My life has done a complete turn around. Our farm business has been growing. My grandfather and I have thought of expanding. He told me that I was doing such a good job t...
[Not a normal Romance story. This one could have been in the Group area as easily as here. The sex in this story begins almost vanilla except it includes three people. The story is fiction.] After the ceremony I walked back to my room. I'd been on the base for two weeks and had a room to myself all that time. As soon as I got inside the room my dress unifo...