This story is seven chapters. I will be posting two chapters at a time till all are posted. Hopefully every two days. Thank you to Linda62953 for taking the time to edit my story. Chapter 1: My name is Katrina but my friends and family have always called me Trina. I want to tell you about my life and the mistakes I've made; maybe some of you can learn fr...
This one's a little different from my usual offerings – hope you enjoy. ***** How did I get to this point in my life? Waiting for my wife to come home; I have news that will shock her when she hears it. As I sit here some old song keeps playing in my head, I'll have to look it up when I get a chance, don't know where I heard it. If you want to be happy fo...
Edited by: Pope1944. Thanks! ***** I could still remember, from about ten years ago, how intense the feelings I'd had for Heather had been. Intense, and very quickly over. Well, not really over but it had quickly become clear that she wasn't interested in me in the romantic sense. Instead, we had become good friends. After college we drifted apart slightly...
Jenny Reed balanced the small bag of groceries on one arm as she worked the lock to the apartment door with her free hand. The twenty-four-year-old nurse had gone out two hours earlier to see a movie with a co-worker, only to have her cancel at the last minute. So, rather than go alone, she'd stopped at the market for munchies and planned to crash on the cou...
Author's Note: This story was previously posted on another site as Above and Beyond. To avoid confusion with another story on this site of the same name, the title has been changed. ***** Prologue My name is Kyle Richter. I was born August 12, 1986 in Midland, Michigan. My dad, Dave, was a chemical engineer and middle manager at Dow Chemical headquarters....
Mrs. Kaminski had a huge bush. I realize it was a different time, but the thatch of hair camouflaging that pussy was substantial even by 1979 standards. Even though I fully expected some such situation, when I finally managed to get her shorts down over her broad ass and large, sturdy thighs, the great tufts of pubic hair sprouting out either side of the cro...
Since I always had to get Tyler's permission for every little thing I did, I asked him, one day in April, if I could call one of the factories in Bellewood to ask about summer work. His reply shocked me. He said, "No, you're not gonna be in Bellewood this summer, Davey, you're comin' home to Keenesburg with me." "What? No. No, I... I can't do that, no... u...
I could hear his footsteps, I was hyper-aware of Mr. Christiansen coming up behind me -- and furthermore, he knew that I knew he was there. Though he didn't touch me, I could feel his hand ghosting around the curve of my ass. "Good Morning, Mr. Christiansen," I said in a voice so calm I deserved an Oscar, "did you have a good summer?" Abruptly, I felt his...
We were buried under the flannel sheets and the down comforter, our naked bodies touching as much as we could manage, so when she asked the question, the stark reality of it pulled me out of the moment briefly. "If I got pregnant, what would you do?" she suddenly asked. I pulled away from her a little so I could look into her eyes. Her big brown eyes turned...
*I hope you guys this enjoy this chapter, and thanks for your continued interest!* It was the ringing of her landline that woke Jeneda from her nap, and hoping that Dane was the caller, she reached out to lift the receiver, then placed it against her ear. "Hello?" "We need to have a serious talk, Jeneda." Recognizing the cold, stern voice as her fathe...