Next month I shall be sixty-seven years old. Before then there will be the fifth anniversary of the day my darling Dorothy was taken from me. A merciful release, said people who had known of her illness; and so it was. I still think of her, of course, and that is why I cannot help feeling just a little guilty about the turn my life has taken in the interveni...
Less than two minutes after they began, Kevin was already on the verge, his body tensing. Then, as it had been since Elaine could remember, it was over; far too soon for her to derive any pleasure. Though she clung tenaciously to her husband, he paused only briefly before withdrawing and extracting himself from their enfolding embrace. Then, as was his custo...
Tales of the eKids: E-man Loves Emmy © 2004 by Andrew Wiggin Disclaimer: Swear to God, I never heard of "The Day after Tomorrow" until last week. I planned this plot line about six months ago. My loyal readers know that I would never stoop to steal a plot from a "B" movie. I steal my plots from much classier sources; in this case: "A Brain for All Seasons...
Writer's Note: This is a story for adults over eighteen years of age about adults over eighteen years of age. While the story line is true the dialog has been compressed for the sake of time and space. Safe sex was not an issue in the early seventies but should be a concern for everyone today. * It was a small store located on a backstreet in downtown Tam...
We had been to a friend's birthday party, a meal and a dance, and now we were almost ready to leave. My very sexy wife Doris is half chinese, cute and curvy and petite, with black hair, a pretty face and delightful pert high set tits. For this night out she had chosen to wear a new black party dress, stockings and high heels, and she looked stunning. The dre...
We had known each other for a few years, the nude beach, the swinger clubs, as well as a few parties. They knew we didn't really swap much or anything like that but we soon became fast friends. It was clear from the start John wanted Chrissy, my wife is perfect, blonde big tits, long legs, while his wife Diane was overweight and not very attractive. John was...
"What am I doing here? This is wrong. I should go." But no matter how she tried to rationalize to herself what she was doing there, she couldn't take her mind off the task that lay before her. This *was* wrong. It was breaking every rule in the book. But she just had to see; she just had to find out what it was like. She approached his office door, shaking...
The evening betrayed the turn of seasons, the clicking of her heels on the pavement like the ticking of seconds as time ran out on summer. It had fallen from a swelteringly hot thirty degrees centigrade to a little over half that: cool enough for bare legs but still grounds for surprise when the breeze played over them, flapping the silk of the dress across...
Edited by Todger65 It was Friday afternoon. I had been thinking for the last few days about the pandemic going on around the world, and decided it was time to seriously think about quarantining in my apartment to play it safe. I called a friend of mine, Jay, and told him what I was going to do. It seemed that Jay had the same idea. I had been to Jays unit b...
Before reading this little adventure, I would ask you to please read the earlier parts of The Weekend story. Originally intended as a stand-alone story the first part has been changed slightly at the suggestion of several readers in order to extend and complete the tale of our heroine. An absolute figment of my imagination, there may not be enough sexual s...