Work strung me out. I was so busy that I barely had time to dwell on missing Diana and Fanny. To be honest, I missed the easy way that Diana and I could talk with each other as much as I missed the sexual thrill of exhibitionism. Ok, that's not true. But, I did miss talking with Diana. Since she was traveling all the time, we rarely could make the time diffe...
********************************* This is something that happened to me recently and something I wanted to put down in writing. The subject matter involves infidelity so if you don't like that you should stay away. ********************************* Most people when they're young don't believe that they will follow their parent's footsteps. The notion of d...
Author's note to critics: If, by some chance you are an author and have some honest critique about storytelling technique that can help me write my stories better, Your comments are most welcome. If you're a reader that wants to make an honest comment, that's welcome too. If you will leave me your email address, I'll be glad to answer you. If however you are...
Gail fondly remembered when her husband, John, had looked like the young man setting the fancy drink on the table next to the lounge chair where she reclined. She tore her eyes from the prime male specimen serving her to her husband. He'd softened some and was thicker in the waist, but he still excited her more than any man, and whenever he smiled at her she...
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Author's note: This series is devoted to my wife, for whom it was originally written. It is both a history of our sexual life as well as my means of sharing our fantasies, with alterations to names and times to protect our friends, but both the fantasy and reality are/were spectacular enough to warrant sharing with others. **This is a stand-alone story.** F...
WEEK ONE – THE ORIENTATION Sometimes...rarely but sometimes...there is a moment where life is perfect. As I sat in the windowless basement buried snugly in the bowels of Tribeca, I reflected that this was one of those moments. For in the next ten minutes, Mr C would walk into my life and all would be right for the world. For the sake of privacy, I sh...
This is the first part of my first story, inspired by a friend of mine serving in the Canadian army. No sex in this one. ******************* Now a newly minted Captain, Matt Young stared out of the bar's window, looking at the rain softly flow down the pane of glass as the night took hold. After what seemed like an eternity, he quietly turned back to the b...
To the reader: I'm trying something a little different here and according to my editor it came out pretty good. That's one person's opinion. Let me know what you think. But I do hope you enjoy it. If not, oh well. There isn't any sex in here so that's why I'm submitting it under Non-erotic. It does contain a cheating spouse but that isn't the heart of the...
CHAPTER 6 Some time during early morning Milly heard a big thud outside her bedroom. She turned on her light and nervously opened her door. She saw a guy out cold, a pool of vomit beside his mouth. She dragged Garrison into his room -- at least she assumed it was Garrison, as he'd not turned up to dine with them. Milly stripped him naked and cleaned his f...