He stares out across the quiet expanse of the farm. All this built with sweat and blood, not all of it his own. He took out the last letter and opened it reading it again. Dear Hudson, My train leaves in a week. By the time you receive this I shall be almost in Salem. How exciting it is to think we will finally meet face to face. I do hope my tintype encl...
I will never forget the summer that my eighteen-year-old neighbor prepared for college. My wife and I moved to the neighborhood about four years ago and quickly became friends with the neighbors next door. They consisted of a single mom with four kids (three were teenagers). The kids got along well even though they came from a broken home. The kids attached...
"... and, that's my problem," Doug groaned, taking another swig of his beer. "What do you think? I'm dead, right?" "Let me see if I have this right," Charlie ventured, struggling to keep a straight face. "Becky just came out as some kind of kinky bisexual dominatrix with this old college girlfriend... a big breasted blonde slut who fucks and sucks like a po...
To the literary purists – This is a short story specifically designed to fit on one page. As such, there is no character development and no witty dialogue. I am not writing the next great novel. To everyone else, I hope you enjoy. How do you know if your spouse is a cheater? They protest too much, say they could never, would never, but how do you really...
This story is completely fictional. Well, apart from two things: There is a brand of panty liner which really has trivia on the wrapper, such as an explanation of ‘Mageiricophobia’. And the Concise Oxford Dictionary, 7th edition, reprinted in 1985, really doesn’t have the word in it. I know, because I checked. Both. * "Welcome, Jim. Nice of you to come a...
I've always regarded Sandra my wife as a very loyal person. Granted she was feisty and extremely hot and even though she was already in her forties like me, she had lost none of her spunk. Sandra was very tall for a woman and quite voluptuous. She had heavy breasts, which threatened to burst out of whatever she wore on top no matter the fabric. She had wide,...
We had been looking forward to this night for some time now, as it had been nearly a year since our first encounter with our friends, Christian and Tasha. My wife, Sandy, longed for another evening of fucking Tasha more than anything. The two of them had been flirting back and forth through emails almost every day since Tasha moved to Florida, mostly talki...
My wife Delilah is a proud woman. First a little background; she's gorgeous 5' -- 10" with a proportionate and well-endowed figure for her medium frame, her hourglass figure accentuates her super sexy body. Second, Delilah is my best friend and our marriage of twenty one years wouldn't be traded in for the world, despite her often casual or less then intere...
They said that Wild Jim was the most evil-tempered bastard that lived in the county. Not only would he beat his girls and slaves but he would fight any man who he thought had given him lip. His face was almost split from eye to chin with a knife scar that shone a pale white under lamp-light. Looking at him and you never wanted to do that made you consider hi...
John Flemming took a long pull at his beer and watched the lazy curl of smoke from his Marlboro Lite drift up towards the stained ceiling. The bar was quiet at this early hour of the evening – conducive to talking – which was exactly why he and his brother Joe chose this time for their weekly drink together. "So, are you still concerned about him?" Joe aske...