The sounds of the night owl echo outside her bedroom window. Drawing the front of her dressing gown together she leans to the glass, peering out into the dark night. The dim light of the candles offered a shimmering glow to those who return her look... the creatures of the night. She leans back in the rocker again and smiles to herself, a lazy warm night i...
The Second in a Series of True Stories Susan and I moved in together shortly after I graduated from High School and entered the local college. We had a great time, Susan worked as a nurse in my old school, and I worked on a road construction crew during the summer. We worked out in the mornings together, and then went to work. I earned enough to easily pay...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
As always: Thanks to "Alpineskier" for editing. Thanks to "Doc" for story ideas. All characters involved in sexual acts are at least 18 years of age. (So get your mind out of the gutter!) Chapter 2: Meet the Parents Tim Akers is 48 years old with black hair that is mixed with a little grey. He is above average in height and after years of work in a cram...
"Absolutely not! Your out of your mind!" My wife was fuming. "I don't care if it is every man's fantasy, I'm not having sex with another man for you!" "But I thought you wanted to make me happy?" I pleaded, knowing it was in vain. "Yes, I want to make you happy, no I don't want to make another man happy. There is only one way to get your wife to have sex w...
I missed being in love. I missed holding hands, cuddling, and the soft kisses. But what I really missed was having a girl’s lips wrapped around my dick. Maybe it was just sexual frustration, but for some reason I found myself lusting after her. We hung out together and seemed to get along ok, but there was a problem: she was dating my best friend. The three...
Sonya propped herself up on her elbow, watching the woman laying next to her sleep. She had a triumphant smile on her face, recalling last night and the culmination of weeks of pursuit. Julia even accepted the challenge. She must have thought she was safe from Sonya. Shielded behind her husband of 30 years, her children and grandchildren, her professional p...
It was a hot and humid summer night, just a week past my 28th birthday, and I was out drinking at a sports bar with Teddy, an old friend from high school who I hadn't seen in years. We'd recently reconnected through Facebook, and when business brought him to Baltimore, where I was living at the time, we made plans to meet up. So there we were, on neighborin...
My husband, Sandy, is one of the nicest people on Earth. He doesn't have a single enemy. He cheerfully helps anyone he knows, anytime he is asked. His basement workshop has always been a friendly neighborhood hangout for the other husbands on our street. Sandy is also a failure at everything, including our marriage. He has no particular talents, never learn...
"Tappity tap tap." My husband spends hours on that damn computer. Every time I get near his desk, he closes whatever he's doing. He tells me he's checking our mail, or balancing the check book, or paying bills, but somehow, I doubt it. We seemed to have grown apart lately. **** "Next time he goes to work, call me. I'll set up a program that records every k...