This story is dedicated to the men and women who defend us all. And to the silent heroes, their families. Bless you all. *** "It's a tradition," Esther reminded herself as she pulled the box from the top shelf. For twenty-five years, since her Tommy was just two, she had decorated their house from top to bottom with ghosts, vampires and ghouls of all shap...
Please be advised there is no sex in this story. I am most appreciative to Bubba in CA for his help with proofreading and story suggestions as this story looks nothing like the first proof six weeks ago. Bubba's suggestions have really enhanced and made my stories more readable. Strange how a story evolves. Also, my appreciation to FIFOFemale for help with e...
My dearest wife, The most perfect gift I can offer you this Valentine's Day, my lovely partner, is not one fashioned from diamonds or gold. Nor could it be purchased in the finest stores on Manhattan's Fifth Avenue. The gift I give is one only I can give you: a remembrance all our years together and those many Valentine's, our shared most special day. I r...
The Trip Ch. 02: Heading Home As we walked out of the open-air auditorium, I took Lyzi’s hand in mine. Although the time we had spent together was so short, I felt things for her I’d never known before this day. All the phone conversations and shared jokes that had occurred prior to this, our first meeting, had set her up to be an amazing girl. But my thoug...
It had been a hell of a week, and it was only Tuesday. With the recent loss of a major client, the atmosphere at the company had been tense, to say the least. When my last meeting cancelled, making it possible for me to escape the office in time to catch the sunset, I decided I deserved a drink. I called Kris, who had worked at the company before and been...
This summer had been unusually warm and therefore Linda had worn only a shear floral sundress to beat the heat of day. She loved the way it’s softness felt as it caressed the flesh of her beautiful body. Her every movement reminding her of the sensual excitement she felt of the nakedness under her dress during the days activities. She loved the way it breath...
I'm still shaking from your touch. We have history. Many years before... We shared many adventures with our naked bodies tangled up together in the early morning hours when we lived together. Yet, you and I did not belong to each other. I was married, and you more a brother than a friend to my husband. Being so young to marry, and the fact that we spent so...
Before I met you life seemed to be what I thought was normal. Before I met you everything seemed just okay. Before I met you I didn't know I what was missing. Before I met you I felt resigned. When first we were alone, I felt something new. When first we were alone, I hoped it wouldn't be the last. When first we were alone, I realized the void in my life. W...
It had been some time since she allowed herself to delve into that dark abyss; a place where she stored all her memories. The pain was so real as she secretly tucked each memory, one by one, away for a time when she could deal with them, understand them, cherish them once again. How long had it been? She slowly lost count as the months rolled by. And yet s...
Thank goodness for neglectful husbands. When we met, Kris had not had sex for 4 years. Her husband was obese, diabetic, and didn't do anything to take care of her in the bedroom. We met at least once a month for over 2 years. Enjoy this true story. I sure did. I had discovered one of those phone in and play lines that actually had real, horny women callin...