As the carriage sped toward the dark castle, I thought back on what had brought me here. And I wondered where Thomas was. I often thought about Thomas how we had been brought together. My father was a wonderful man. He had been full of life, living everyday to the fullest. He was admired among his peers and the visiting ladies would giggle about him in the...
Amber arrived back to an empty room with a note on the tallboy letting her know that Hannah went out and not to wait up, so Amber decided to have a look at the pledge pack she was given as she left. Opening the bag there was a pamphlet telling about the history of Beta Sigma Psi, a badge with the Sorority's letters on it and a note with instructions telling...
It was a summer like no other I had ever known. I had spent the last three months with my Aunt Gwen. Aunt Gwen is my mother's much younger sister who looks and acts more like she is my age. It all seems so surreal that on my first day there I woke up in bed and had a perfect view of Aunt Gwen's art studio in the next room. She was busy painting and I just la...
Chapter One - The Trip Eddie and I boarded the plane that would take us to New Zealand for a 3 week trip and the experience of a lifetime. Our itinerary was simple. I would stay at a little cottage nestled amongst others at the Chateau Village Resort resorting along the Northwest shoreline of the Pacific as Eddie embarked on his 5 day hunt. Eddie would then...
Blame It On The Beach - The Making Of A Mature Slut Wife When my wife Gwen first suggested it I was lukewarm to the idea. Our vacations had always been busy affairs filled with exploration and meeting with as many local people to learn the customs and culture as time would allow. Upon our retirement, 4 years ago, we vowed to be more adventurous and had zip...
Standard disclaimers. This is a story about sexual exploration and, open relationships. Open relationships can and do happily exist; but they are not for everyone. If you do not believe it is at all possible for open relationships to exist without damage to any and all involved parties, please do yourself a favor and don't waste your time reading this. ....
The night of the party *** I'm pinned against the rough exterior wall of my neighbor's pool house, my hands above my head, held there by invisible restraints while his rough, calloused hands grope my breasts through the top of my sun dress. I chose this dress because it showed off my breasts, what my husband calls my best assets. My 34DD's are stuffed insid...
Some would say its dangerous to backpack alone, but given that I was going to a reasonably well known hot spring, I assumed that even though it was the middle of the week I would see others on the trail and at the spring. I was quite surprised to see no one along the trail, and only one tent with two horses near the hot springs. Horses indicated that they ha...
As I stood and looked at Mike, I had no idea how to address the situation. I loved Mike. But that wasn't the same as being in love with her. She was an important part of my relationship with Gwen. But it was Gwen I was in love with and would soon marry. Gwen liked having Mike with us in the bedroom. It fulfilled some need. I certainly enjoyed Mike's presence...
This story takes place in a fictional world with fictional people. Any similarities to people or things in the world we actually live in is coincidental. ***** "Mrs. Nelson?" The voice on the other end of the line sent a rush of adrenaline coursing through Gwen that Monday morning as she sat behind the office's desk. She recognized the voice... "Yes, thi...