There I was on Tuesday afternoon, walking through a party good store searching for some doo-dad for my wife to take to work. After asking a sleepy clerk if they had what I was looking for and getting a poor response, I started trudging up and down aisles to help myself. I had plenty of my own stuff to do today and was irritable not being able to put my hand...
It was another lonely night in our townhouse condo. My husband as usual was gone for a few days because of work leaving me alone to do nothing but watch TV. My boredom was unbearable. This was soon to change. Before I go into the story let me explain a little about myself. My name is Marisa. I am 26 and have been married now to my husband John for four years...
Jessica had been a slut for Marcus the rest of the weekend. She had sucked his cock as they showered together, and sat on his massive cock in front of Jim while they nibbled at breakfast. Out by the pool, he fucked her oiled tits and blew his cream all over her face and chest, which Jessica proceeded to lap up. Jim heard the springs creaking, the head board...
Damn, it was hot! There I was, sweat running down my forehead and half blinding my eyes, rendering the levelling staff a hundred yards away almost unreadable. I wondered whether it was worth it. I wondered whether the new community centre would ever be actually built. Whether any of the little Kenyan kids sat there quietly observing me would ever sit in a s...
Chapter 4: Consequences and Rewards Susan relaxed as the water encased her in a warm embrace. She finally had a chance to soak in the guesthouse's large bathtub and she desperately needed to soak the drama of this afternoon away. Susan had to rethink that statement. While the afternoon ended really well, it was the journey to the happy-ending that sucked. I...
Ch. VI A Night in the Slammer: The Dragnet Tightens The night was like most in Vegas, the chilly night air was a relief from the daytime heat. Sergeant Joe Friday and his side kick Sergeant Pete Gannon had been given the murder case of Joseph Masterson, Ph. D., they had all the juicy details and the only clue in sight was the lady in the red velvet dress th...
CONDO #15 Game 29 Tomorrow was Friday, we still had Friday and Saturday then we had to leave early Sunday. Like way back with our taxi cab weekend in 1971, we didn't have time to go to the Lake or the dunes. Again Hank asked "just who can we invite". I rattled off those who have joined us other times this past two weeks. "Al, Slim, Mikey, Joe, Rick, Di...
This story is entirely fictional... * My boyfriend, Scott, has gotten himself into quite a predicament, and I don't know whether he even knows yet, but he will before too long. He's been throwing up for weeks now and seems to be able to eat only white bread, which he normally hates, and potatoes. He's also tired most of the time and has been sore in unusua...
Nearly every Friday evening my wife, June, and I get together with two other couples for dinner and cocktails. Georgia and Greg, and Betty and Bob had been our good friends and neighbors for many years. We were in our middle years. Our children were in college or off living on their own. We often played cards and socialized in many ways on Friday evening af...
(Note:The following essay was meant as a curiosity, or even a joke. Certainly, I've yet to come across anything comparable that's been written. The reader should be forewarned that there is nothing the least bit erotic below, aside from the excerpts from "Friday Night"; if anything, in fact, these pages are likely to lessen your enjoyment of erotic stories....