For those of you who are tired of having to sneak into your local sex shop or of receiving those knowing looks from your mailman or mailwoman when you receive that "special" package, there is a feasible alternative. The alternative will also save you from spending a lot of money for that special vibratory toy only to find it is a cheap, poorly made product t...
He came over to talk about updating the kitchen and bathroom. He was delayed because of the rain, and it was dark out by the time he arrived. My husband had already left for work, trusting I knew what I wanted done. I opened the door to the sexiest, most rugged man I'd ever seen. I could see by the way he looked at me he wanted me, and as I led him to the ki...
Marc started on the second tree that Mrs. Mason asked him to trim. It was back-breaking work, not to mention scorching hot out, but at least the old woman was paying a decent amount, and he was getting free rent in the cottage out back. It also helped that her sexy, young niece was visiting for the summer from college. Many nights he caught her undressing wi...
I have a small handyman business. A friend is always finding me work because he knows so many families that need help on their homes. Without Jim I would have been no where successful as I am. He had asked me to paint his daughters duplex, which was on the other side of town just a mile out of the university. He bought the building so that his daughter could...
I was running late on my service call. Everything today seemed to be going wrong. Customers could be demanding and today they had demanded a lot from me. Finally arriving I pulled my tool box out of the truck and walked quickly up the concrete walkway. There was only supposed to be broken door hinge and I should be able to knock it out in a just a few minu...
This is my first attempt at a longer story with several chapters. If you like it, please leave a comment. I have written eight more chapters, and may add more if this is well received. * I woke up early to the very pleasant feeling of a pair of loving wet lips caressing my morning wood. This has been a very common occurrence over the last seven years, wit...
John sat in the locker room of the golf course. Frank Bosswell was in his skivies and John could see hicks all up and down Frank's thighs. John said nothing. Later that month, Frank invited all of his golfing buddies to his house for a Christmas party. There Jane Bosswell in a short party dress, served snacks. John noticed rug burns on her knees. John wa...
Many of my wife's family live in rural Idaho. She has been after me to move there, but I just can't get into that lifestyle. As you will see in this true story, we sometimes make due with what is available in some circumstances. In rare occasions such as this one, it can actually be a most memorable experience. So, enjoy this account of one of them. I sure d...
It was early - for me - on a Friday morning. The sun, from its spring perch low in the sky, streamed in the kitchen windows, illuminating every speck of dust dancing in the air. I nursed my first coffee of the morning as I waited for the man from Budget Blinds (their motto: Satisfaction guaranteed!) to install the new window coverings for my office. I norm...
I'm Mr. Shy. I'm the fellow who is non-confrontational. I'm the guy who at fifty-eight years of age can only boast two wives and four other "conquests". Not Casper Milquetoast, you understand. Once I get to know a woman in the Biblical sense, I'm not shy or standoffish at all. But I guess even I had my limits. Here was a woman who was eminently desirable, ap...