Chapter Five - Braciole The first plate whizzed past Frank Caputo's right ear and crashed into the wall, closely followed by a second that skimmed off his shoulder and shattered on the floor. "For fuck sake Michelle if I wanted this fucking drama I'd go home to Benedetta," Frankie whined, but he was laughing drunkenly. "Why don't you then? You can fuck he...
The chapters are written in chronological order. For a better understanding of the characters and their mindsets I would recommend reading the chapters in order of publication. 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...
Passion in James County XIV: A Week In The Mountains When they got back to the Bobar cabin after returning the Williston's key to the real estate office, Frankie and Kay found Sue and Gloria at the table in the kitchen, playing cards. "Where are Dad and Mr. Ervin?" Frankie asked. "Are they out fishing?" Kay asked. "Gloria and I are vacation widows, now,...
Frankie Strikes Back For the first time in a long time, Frankie Robles actually felt a little liberated. He was sitting back on a blue and white striped beach chair, under a crisp blue canopy where customer vehicles were normally parked and towel dried. Sure, the young man was still at his afternoon job at the car detail place, but other than that everythin...
Frankie had been doing the same thing every summer since he was 14; mowing the lawns for the local housewives of his neighborhood for some extra cash. Most paid him well, and he had a series of regular clients. Most people wouldn't think looking at him that such a friendly and dependable kid would also be successfully running his own lawn mowing business. No...
Working late one night, he noticed the secretary Tina was still there. Chatting with her at her desk, she was her usual shy self until she joked about the size of his feet. He joked back saying the measurements were very accurate. She was licking her lips and looked ready to return to her work when he said "Could you come with me for a moment Tina?" She lo...
Chapter Two -- Tranny 101 Michelle Clooney sat in a booth in a rundown coffee shop near Times Square. The grimy window provided views of go-go bars, sex shops, peep shows and adult theatres, the iconic square had not improved any since it's setting for Midnight Cowboy a few years earlier. Michelle was dressed in red spandex hotpants, a long sleeved purple...
'Hey Kitty-Kat,' Gerard greeted as a lazy, sexy smile spread across his boyish face. 'Help me knick this magazine rack.' He continued grabbing my waist and dragging me over to a large rack in Wal-Mart. 'Are you wasted again?' I asked cautiously. 'Nope. You?' 'Okay so why do you need to knick a magazine rack?' I asked as he started removing magazines and p...
(Copyright 2001. All rights reserved). All events and characters are fictitious. * * * * * The opening notes of Beethoven's fifth symphony came from the shoulder bag on the floor of the BMW beneath Natasha's legs. "Will you get it for me please, Frankie?" She asked Francine, sitting in the front passenger seat next to her. Francine fumbled in the bag fo...
I can't exactly say when I became a cum-slut. Maybe it was a gradual process during my evolution from being a sexually curious young woman looking to gain experience up through being a happily married woman with a loving, albeit perverted, husband. Or then again, maybe deep down inside I've always been a debauched, cum crazy vixen who can't get enough of the...