A tale suggested in Lit. C by a fellow author in the UK who PM'd me and suggested the idea in which I have reversed one of the genders. ***** Wicksteed's Christmas at Home. "Don't do that lads, she'll be upset," cautioned Moira with a resigned, roll eyed sigh, from the dingy kitchen, preparing a Christmas free range chicken provided free by a local charit...
"Hey, Chief, what's your hurry?" Lisa blocked the front door with spread arms and bedroom eyes, naked. Tom grinned. His resolve to leave diminished while another part of him expanded. "I have to get an early start, if I'm going to make the hike in two days." Suddenly, torn by indecision, he thumbed her nipples, weighed her proposition in the palm of each ha...
Part 4 -- Life with Grandpa The plane touched down uneventfully and being a domestic flight there was no customs inspection. I wheeled my luggage tote through the arrivals area seeking a taxi stand which I found in short order. My grandparents lived in the more rural part of the state and had been farmers. They sold off most of their land as their children...
Everyone is over the age of 18. ***** The scalding hot water was perfect and the hard pumping jets beat into his bulging muscles, taking the tension out slowly. After doubling up on the mango soap, every nook and cranny was lathered up, culminating in a delicate, but heavy, pulling on his monstrous sack. His other fist was quickly filled with a helping of...
Dedicated to my wife's grandma. (Not enough of this story is fiction). Thanks to BarBar for helping me with the plot and characterisation, and to James E. Henry for editing. This story is vastly improved because of their assistance. ------------------------------- Steph grimaced as she peered into her grandmother's room and wondered, once again, just what...
Everyone in this story is over 18. ***** Walking up the path to the house, Tippi knew she looked good in her new riding boots. Would Papa understand? Would he respect her finally as a career woman? Tippi had her own staff and was quite the corporate maven in New York. However, Tippi's family had always ridiculed her, the quick temper and childish pompo...
I was doing some work around the house one afternoon a year ago August when I heard a car pull up. It was not one I recognized right away, but then realized whose it was when I saw the young female driver get out. It was Isabel, Laurie's daughter, and Kim's granddaughter. I had been seeing the older two women, Kim on a regular basis (Kim Rediscovers Her Wild...
The cabin was much as Grandpa had described it, on a peaceful lake, surrounded by woods, and with Adirondack furniture on the porch. What he didn't describe very well was the interior, which contained two well-worn cots with stained sheets, a wobbly table with four rusty folding chairs around it, and a kitchen that included, amongst other things, an old man...
* * * The Eagle wheeled above the cliffs, looking for a tasty rabbit. He spotted the two human figures clinging to the rocky edge of the cliff and circled lower. The men were struggling for a grip, trying to get back to the clifftop. The eagle watched as one of the handholds crumbled and gave way. The man swung for a few seconds by one arm, then slid the la...
I had a notion to write something for Christmas, and subsequently decided to enter it in the Holiday Contest. As always, comments and ratings are most welcome! * * * * * Christmas Eve. Truly the most wonderful time of the year, thought Marie Haynes as she pulled into the driveway of her modest suburban Denver home. Her three kids were in the back seat,...