I was sitting in my office in a small Scandinavian town and it was a nice lazy sunny Thursday morning at the end of June. Like everybody else, I was looking forward to a four week summer holiday, which began at noon on Friday. Then I got the mail and shit hit the fan. No business mail today and the only mail was an anonymous letter, which read: "Dear friend...
True story - One of my earlier boyfriends was a guy named Paul. We dated for over a year. Paul was a nice guy and in general a pretty good boyfriend. He always treated me well. Paul had a couple of best buddies Steve and Jim that he was very close to. Apparently they had known each other from grade school and were life long friends. Paul spent a lot of tim...
Every so often, I find myself in this "gotta fuck something" mood. Honestly, it's even more specific than that: I find myself in a mood to go down on any moderately attractive woman in the area. And more honestly still, this mood doesn't come "every so often" but "every time my girlfriend leaves town." It's a problem. Every year she ventures off for about...
I recommend to read the previous released chapters as they are written in chronological order and will provide for a better understanding of the characters and their mindsets. If you do not like stories of wives who stray or marriages where partners are shared I would consider moving on to other stories that are available. For those of you that have and p...
Introduction: This story is based on Bruce Springsteen's classic song "Glory Days," which has to do with memories, immaturity and aging. In the song, the narrator talks about, "boring stories of glory days," in a hardscrabble Rust Belt town. As I've listened to the song over the years, I've started seeing interesting possibilities for a very nice erotic st...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...
Tom walked into the bar just off Market Street in Philadelphia. The rhythm and blues music was blasting and the patrons were moving seductively to the beat. Tom and his lovely blond wife Tammy moved to the city 5 months ago from a small southern town and he had never been in a bar like this before. Tammy went back home to visit her mother and Tom decided to...
I'd like to tell you about my feelings and emotions the first time I watched Kiran, my wife, fucking another man. Kiran and I have been married for four years; she is 28, and a tasty piece with the sort of long, horny legs that make men go weak at the knees. I got the opportunity and we moved to New Zealand two ears ago from Pakistan. I had only one sister...
It was another, typical Monday morning for Linda. After what had been a fun weekend with a pleasant walk in the Cheshire countryside and some relaxing gardening it was back to the weekly reality of making a living. She'd not long been in work when her computer went dead and the water wouldn't drain from the sink in the washroom she shared between her office...
I drove slowly down the tree-lined street looking for the address that was my intended destination. It had been nearly 11 years since I had left my hometown under a cloud. I had recently moved back when a job opportunity presented itself. I had agonized over the decision: I wanted to come back home but I was afraid of what awaited me there, in terms of my pe...