Sunday: I wake up around 8:30 with my usual morning hard-on. Charlene is on her side facing me and still slumbering but her hand is wrapped around my hard cock. I reach over and graze her breast with the back of my hand. I feel her nipple harden as her eyes flutter open. I whisper, "Morning sleepyhead, I hope you got a good night sleep." She looks down at...
The call was unexpected and the caller even more so. Penny is a young lady of my acquaintance and quite beautiful in a long legged full-bodied, wholesome kind of way. Quiet and shy for the most part. She would be the last person I'd ever expect to call me. I didn't even know she had my number. I do know that I had never given it to her but then I realized th...
Thanks to Jezzaz's O.K. for my conclusion to his original submission entitled, "Words." This submission, like his original, has no hot sex. The reader might re-read or review Jezzaz's thought provoking work about the Mediator, Mike. In it, the wife Kristi and her secret lover, James, plead with Mike, Kristi's husband, to accept an open triangular marriage. M...
So that's what got me to this point. And that's why I blame Gina. She brought Tom into my life, she pushed him at me (and probably pushed him towards me, only more subtly), and she's the reason everything is all messed up right now. Now? Well, it's about 24 hours since Tom kissed me, a stretch of time spent freaking out, panicking, soul-searching, crying, re...
STOP! There is no sex in this story. Please go elsewhere. Sorry Thanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. Flathead--- From 1920 through 1969, Flathead Indians and Harleys were a major force in American motorcycling. Up until I met Candy, there were only two things in my life of any value: the 1946 Flathead that my father gave me, and the 1...
The nightclub was subdued and fairly quiet when Nick arrived. Lively rock music was playing from the speakers scattered throughout and the thin haze of cigarette smoke was just beginning to thicken. Nick scanned the bar area for a place to sit and saw many unoccupied seats. He checked his watch and he was early. Nick looked up to find a large, burly man wear...
Did you ever wonder what it is that makes you do something that you otherwise would never have done? Is it something that you ate or drank that gives you the idea? Is it the time of day, or the weather conditions, or the way you're dressed that inspires you to get up off your duff and do something? Or is it some sort of sixth sense that prompts you to go ahe...
It all started as I returned home from work, that fateful Friday evening. Me, tired from work, energy depleted from meetings with assholes that I have to be polite to and tight-rope balances to keep all day long. All that before I return home to my loving wife. Yes, that was sarcasm at its finest. "Bob, we need to talk." There is probably very little good...
Pulling back onto I-77 Statesville we left brothers with quite a secret between them. Their wives were still sharing stories and drinks with old girlfriends. Before that Dan and Don had shared a lot in their lives. The wives had been best friends since grade school. The women later dated and Dan and Don and married. The men led similar lives with the familie...
Elle Niklaus unlocked the door and ran into the house. What an hour ago seemed like a perfect day for a run in the Park, turned into a flood of biblical proportions. Now she was soaked. She took a look at the shoe rack. Good. Only hers and Jack's shoes were there. So Lisa and Josh were still out of the apartment. Good. With Jack gone to Seattle, she was all...