PART 1 - The Story I had just paid for my fuel at a truck stop near my home. It was a perfect, late spring day, what I used to call, "Good Baseball Weather." By that I meant, warm about 70 or 72 degrees or so, not hot. Mostly clear sky with just a puffy cloud here and there. I used to coach at the local High School over 13 years ago, but the observation nev...
My name is Jack. It used to be Jacqueline, but that was a lifetime ago. My forty-ninth birthday is next Friday, but I have actually only been living for the past five years. I am what they call a transman or female-to-male transsexual. As a child, my life was pretty perfect. No divorced parents, a nice middle class neighbourhood. No one seemed to notice or...
Mary and I had been friends for a while, I'm not sure quite how long. It started as a casual friendship, we met through mutual friends, and while there was a clear attraction neither of us was ready to take the first step. That changed last weekend, starting on Friday night out with dinner with friends. As the evening progressed Mary and I seemed to drift aw...
I continued my alcohol and sexual abstinence for several months at my punishment posting in Africa. As I explained earlier, I was in deep dudgeon with my employer, the Department of State, for excessive drinking and "additional problems," among which was sex with too many men too often. It was six months of abstinence before I got a telegram that allowed m...
*Thanks for the feedback. Critiques are welcome. Saturday Morning The next morning I groggily woke up while it was still gray outside and the rain was only gently falling. Seyla was sleeping soundly on her side of the bed with her back to me. After several minutes of just laying there with my eyes closed thinking about falling back to sleep, I began to thi...
My baby girl had gone to bed already, and I was sitting in the den, working with TurboTax again. But before I decided to start the review of the state taxes, I saved my work thus far and decided to go get a drink. Despite the late hour, I wanted coffee. ...which meant I would be awake for quite some time. Fortunately, it was a Friday night. While the cof...
Since this is my first story I will give a little bit about myself. My name is Tyson and I am married. From Indiana and graduated from Indiana University with a degree in Accounting and Business. I have a lot of fantasies, and I have a lot of things that society says is bad or is not the social norm for a college educated person. Whatever that means, I figur...
John and Nikki had first met at a science museum, a rather innocuous way for a pair such as this to meet, frankly. They both loved the exhibit about the solar system, and they shared their first kiss in a dark corridor behind the Planetarium a week later. After a couple months, things had begun to heat up. They were making out on her parent's couch one Frid...
Friday night and nothing to do. The name is Eric Jones. I'm a young black man from Boston and I recently turned twenty. This takes place during my third year of college. A few years from now, I'm going to become a Boston City police officer, just like my father before me. Until then, I'm just a young man looking for adventure. The good thing about adventure...
Robert was the special guy I met my freshman year in college. He was a senior and I found it exciting that someone that much older was interested in me. At first it was just friendship as he kind of mentored me in my accounting major. Honestly, I didn't need much help but took it to get his attention. Robert asked me out on a Friday two weeks after classes...