(Note from author: This story is not about young college students who have the bodies of supermodels or better. This is a story about two middle age couples of average looks who after many years of platonic friendship happen upon a chance to take their friendship to another level. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.) It was a cool...
Chapter 1 I was sitting in the hotel lobby, waiting for my friend and his son to join me. The hotel has the best sports bar in town and we meet on Saturday evenings to suck down some brews and catch some college games from the west coast. This was convenient, for my friend's son worked the front desk at the hotel, with Saturday shifts from 7 AM to 3 PM. I w...
The taxi pulled up to my apartment complex and I grabbed my bags and went inside. My apartment was relatively nice, a little small but met the needs of a single guy. With the money I was now making, I contemplated looking for a new nicer apartment, but it didn't make sense being on the road as often as I was. My neighborhood was rather peaceful in comparis...
My name is Glenn and by now you may have read my stories. Sitting in the office rest area I drank my coffee. Reading the newspaper I came to the television listings and as I skimmed down the page I realised I had forgot to record a programme that was on that night. "Bugger it." Looking up I noted one of my more reserved colleagues, Ruth, sitting opposite m...
Marrakech The minaret's shadow was short and distinct in the early afternoon sun. The blackness spread over the pavement obscuring a figure that staggered as if drunk as it dodged past a group of young women dressed in djalabas, their faces hidden under the hoods. Of course, Hamid wasn't drunk. He'd not had a drop to drink, although this was something he i...
Female led relationship, FLR is becoming the common, accepted life style. Girls are born with a natural instinct to be care givers and mothers which in a way makes them natural leaders. Boys on the other hand, come into the world as wild animals. They have to be domesticated. In their formidable years their mothers domesticate them by giving them spankings...
Janet's tale of her afternoon with Tim gave me much food for thought – and fantasy – in the ensuing days, and weeks. Despite my excitement at recalling what had happened between them in the bedroom, my mind kept returning to the scene, afterwards, in the kitchen, when Tim had slid Janet's dressing-gown off and felt her tits in front of the uncurtained window...
Most of these stories are standalone, so you don't have to read them all. This one, however, calls back to Pt 16. --- Dave had asked me out to watch the football again, and for some reason I agreed to go. He was talking to his friends and watching the game, so I was people watching around the bar. Then I saw him. The old guy from last time. He came in wit...
Everyone's over 18 in this story, and if you have any suggestions for things you want written about let me know. This one contains some piss play, but that's about the extent of the weird stuff since you're browsing in this genre. *** Bobbing her head up and down on her husband's cock, she heard him moan out her name, "Carla... Carla..." His hands were bra...
How the hell do I get myself in these situations lately! That is what I thought when I woke up late that Sunday morning. I was beside my husband Jimmy in a hotel room in Brisbane. Jimmy was still sleeping soundly. I looked around the room and over at the other bed in the room and saw that it was empty. Well at least I thought I don't have to face the two you...