(A couple of years ago I wrote a story titled, not surprisingly "If Only in My Dreams" about a young soldier in Iraq at Christmas time and the letter he got from his wife. I wanted to follow up on it last year but ran out of time. So here we go, dreaming again. Or are we?) * Lieutenant Dan Miller shifted in his sleep. He sensed that he was waking up and h...
My wife and I have been friends with Alison for about ten years. We have spent a lot of time with her and my wife considers Alison one of her best friends. Alison is a woman that attracts a great deal of attention. She has long blonde curly hair stands six feet tall and has a wonderful body. Despite her being 36, she stays in great shape and competes regular...
The water slowly splashed against the rocks, as the odd fish jumped into the air. The sun was setting over the mountain tops, the air humid and heavy. Renee sat on the rough boards of the boat dock looking over the vast lake, listening to natures' voice. The setting was so very surreal, and oddly erotic. The country air reeked of all natural things, and the...
I heard the solitary staccato of her stilettos coming up the street towards our little terrace house and peered at my watch. It was 5.30am. I let her fumble in her bag for her door key, and heard the lock turn gingerly as if she was trying to crack a safe with trembling hands. I was sure that under her breath she was praying that I was fast asleep in bed. I...
INTRODUCTION The Seven Days are a collection of seven one-chapter stories involving fantasies and role-playing with a personal flavor. These are my personal wish lists that I wished I had lived out before I had gotten married. So sit back and enjoy. MONDAY: Law & Order TUESDAY: Mile High Club WEDNESDAY: Forbidden Fruit THURSDAY:...
The bell rang, Dave answered. “Hi Julian, good to see you again,” Dave greeted his wife’s new black lover. “Hi Dave, how’ve ya been?” he brawled in his Texan accent. The men exchanged hellos and drank a beer whilst they waited for Jill to join them. The bell rang again. “Hi,” welcomed Dave. “Hi, it’s Scott,” introduced the tall, fair-haired Scotsman in...
The telephone rings. I put down the report I'm reading and answer. 'Hello lover.' It is Sally, my wife. Her voice is low and husky and I get a sharp pang of home sickness. For the last month I've been 8,000 kms away providing technical inputs on a large infrastructure project. 'Honey,' she continues in that sexy voice. She cuts straight to the chase. 'You k...
My wife and I hang with the same group we have been with since back in high school. We were all a little wild back then but we calmed down after we all got married. The wildest of all the girls was Ava. After graduation, Ava screwed every guy in the group before she settled down a bit and married Art. I don't know if Art screwed every girl in the group, but...
Ignoring the menacing stares from the three couples hosting the Grand Gala Ball, the most prestigious and, quite frankly, snooty event of the year, Jonathan whispered, "Invitation? I seem to have...," as he reached down, took hold of his zipper and pulled it firmly downward. He began to smile hearing the immediate gasps as he slowly worked his cock out of hi...
"Hey stranger!" Jami's cheerful voice broke Dylan's concentration as he stared at his computer screen. She was a very welcome distraction. "Hey trouble," Dylan responded. "what'cha up to?" "Same 'ol stuff." Jami replied. Her auburn hair was pulled into a low ponytail, flung over her shoulder. The end of it leas his vision to the v neck of her teal shirt. H...