My buddy Greg was a park ranger, which always came in handy for scoring the best out of the way camping spot during the busy season. I was a bit of a crank, to be honest. I never liked milling about with the kids and the drunken party crowds, but also never had the patience to head further north into the wilderness in order to go off the grid. My hook-up thr...
Brodwyn and Xena He didn't know how long this would last. He couldn't tell an innocent woman he was a wolf and she may be his mate... It'd been going on their third year with their bodyguard/client relationship. He accepted this job since he was a lone wolf. No family or mate at least. Just him. He needed money and this woman, Xena, happened to have won a l...
Old age can have a negative effect on most fellas. I've heard so many stories of men who've fallen victim to time's cold fingers, but somehow I've been able to retain my virility through many years of hard labor and long drives. Of course, my job...well, it's not so much a "job" as a labor of love, my work concerns keeping people happy. And when your priorit...
There are three things I hate doing; laundry, dusting, and grocery shopping, and not necessarily in that order. I have no problem ignoring dust, and I can go for a long time before I run out of clean shirts and panties, but there's only so much fast food I can stomach, and I have to have real cream in my coffee. If I'm going out for that, I might as well mak...
I definitely noticed your affectionate mood when I got home tonight. You've been reaching out for more hugs and kisses than usual. I ask you curiously what was up, and you give a mischievous little grin. "I just missed you today," you purr, planting kisses on my cheek as you wrap your arms around me from behind. Hmmm...you want something...that is obvious!...
I grumbled as Amy pulled out the first can of paint. Somehow, I'd been roped into spending a good part of my vacation helping her paint her new house. We'd been friends for a long time, and we'd dated very briefly. Yet whenever she needed help around her place, she always called on me. This time around she had two rooms and a garage to paint. I figured that...
This is the story of the defining sexual experience of my youth. My name is Mark. I was 21 years old and it was the last day of finals in May of my junior year in college. Originally, I'm from a small town in Illinois but I went to school in Chicago and by then considered it home. I lived in a nice apartment off campus with my best friend Zane. His family...
Logan sighed heavily as he looked in the mirror and used a rough paper towel to wipe his angular face clean of the sweat that covered it. In the restroom of the auto dealer repair shop, he met the reflection of his annoyed, green eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm himself. His form fitting, white tank top was nearly translucent from sweat and stuck to...
Thanks for reading and voting. I enjoyed the comments. *** Chapter 6 -- Graduation Day The morning of Paige's graduation day she put on the black dress and underwear she had worn the first night we slept with each other. "I'm thinking about going commando." she told me. "What's that?" I asked. "You know, no underwear." "I always called it freeballing...
'Not bad' Miriam thought to herself, as she tried on the dress she had recently ordered online. 'Miriam, you're not bad at all...' At forty-four she was still a very attractive woman, and on her better days she knew it. Sometimes she'd catch a glimpse of herself in a mirror or shop window and knew that she could still turn heads. But twenty-one years of marr...