I'm Mike and here I' am living upstairs in the upper flat of an old once broken down duplex once owned by my wife Stacy's grandfather. Oh, I need to correct that statement. Stacy is my ex-wife now. Let me tell you a little about this old place I live in today. It's one of those typical old Victorian style homes that have been converted into two living area...
Just a short story about a nerdy guy getting a girlfriend. Some these things actually happened to me when I was in high school. For instance, the part in the computer lab is all true. Life sucked back then. Anyways, enjoy. All characters starring are 18 and older. ***** High school was lonely. Being the nerd in school wasn't exactly the coolest thing to b...
Please read the previous chapters if you haven't already. I will write a chapter as often as possible. Please be patient. If you enjoyed this tale kindly take a moment and rate it. This chapter is an edited DRAFT and part of an evolving book. With each chapter you are coming along on my ride as I develop my story. Final edits will happen when the book is com...
I want to thank Wolf Vixen for her help in catching what I never see. So sit back and think o yourself what would you have done if you were Ron. * You ever try and catch smoke in your hands? It's pretty much impossible and that's what I feel my chances are of salvaging my marriage right now. Putting the genie back into the bottle is probably not going to h...
The best events are the impromptu unplanned affairs just as this was. I am sore and raw, with an aching jaw, but I have memories that will have me scampering upstairs to make use of my rabbit for a long time to come. Let me tell you about it, the thought of recounting alone has me revved up again. * We went to Amy and Jack's last night for drinks and a bit...
Just to be clear. I was asked what prompted this story and the answer is that this story was prompted by the number of cuckold stories on this site. I thought it might be nice to go the other way. It has taken me a while to build it up, though, so bear with me. It was Tuesday; D-Day for trying to impregnate Anita. I was unquestioningly nervous. I was ve...
Highland Games (Part 2) ----------- Tuesday, 1 September ----------- It was another warm, sunny day and the trunks of the old oak trees cast crisp, black shadows along the path as Florence strolled towards her classroom after enjoying a late breakfast. "Morning, love! Enjoying the sunshine? What are you doing after work, eh?" She couldn't help glancing...
Meeting David (who had previously been known to me only as the "Innocent, Corn-Fed Muscle Boy from Eau Claire") was a slightly unreal experience. For the first time since plotting out the upcoming weekend with Diane, I experienced a real sense of indecision. Did I really want to go through with this? I shook his hand, nearly twice the size of mine, looked i...
Thank you for reading Chapter Six and the honest opinion in your minds and aloud. Just letting you know that I haven't thought of this story for YEARS and when I suddenly come back to it, I totally forgot where it was leading to. I hope the plot line I'm thinking of now suits you guys. Happy reading! ***** I didn't know what to expect as I walk down t...
With the start of pre-season training camps, I was spending a lot of time working the phones to find trades to package off a few fairly promising non-roster players that had looked good in practice but couldn't win a roster spot with us for this season. I'd found a deal that I thought I could live with but I was still frankly hoping for something a bit bette...