I have several times tried and failed to write convincingly as a man. The necessary nuance and authenticity always seemed to hover beyond my reach and I was never quite satisfied with the result. I think now I might finally have done it but I'll await your judgment on that matter. I hope you enjoy the story and I earnestly welcome all comments, favorable and...
My name is Susan Stevens. I am 35 and living the dream. I am in a relationship with an incredible guy named Dustin. We are living together in his house. I am in the process of selling my condo. I am temporarily out of work and looking for another position, but in the meantime, I am living like a married housewife. We have a cleaning lady, a lawn and gard...
I followed Brooke out of the shower, threw a towel around my waist (and around my raging hard-on), and followed her out the door. I walked back into the kitchen to find Brooke and Marco sensuously making out next to island, Brooke stroking Marco's cock through his boxer briefs. I took in the sight for a moment before I noticed several glasses of a delightful...
As promised, here is the next chapter of my tale of a man who is good at 'fixing' things'. This time, an old friend pays a call, and their coupling has interesting consequences at home. They Handyman Chapter 4, Betty The rest of the week went smoothly, and on Friday evening, I watched Zelda walk up the street to Betty and Harold's house, carrying the same...
Let me start by saying.....I'm a man of many 'tastes'. There is a LOT of things that turn me on. This story is based on real people, but is a fantasy that I'd love to live out! I've done some handyman work over the years. A few extra bucks here and there, and help out some folks who need stuff done. Win/win right? So I agreed to go to a friend's house and...
A blank white page on my computer screen, waiting for my thoughts, my words. I stare at it, and then...the faintest glimmerings of a naked woman. Wait, what? Why is there a naked woman rising out of the whiteness? This isn't photographic paper bathing in developer. And yet the woman is appearing, rising out of nothingness, at first an aberration, a mirage...
"Are you sure we should be doing this?" Anna whispered, sounding earnestly confused. She was something of a ditz, but normally not this oblivious. "I'm really fucking sure we shouldn't be doing this!" her co-conspirator, Esther, hissed right back. "Then why don't w -" "Shhhh!" The pair were crouched near the maintenance entry of the boy's dorms, wait...
The back of Phil's parents' house overlooked the rear of larger, grander houses with uninterrupted sea views. Phil and his mate Colin were relaxing in deck chairs having recently survived exams, high school graduation and their eighteenth birthdays. They were discussing their prospects of earning a decent amount of cash before going to university after the...
I'm not proud of what I did. You might think that I'm some kind of sick voyeur or pervert or sex-starved, or frustrated. Or all of those things. And you might be right. All I know is I was tired of my 55-year old wife not responding in the bedroom anymore. When she was younger, she would have wonderful, screaming, dogs-barking, sirens-wailing, children-cr...
Soraia and Amy usually got together about three times a week, ever since they both moved to France to "follow their dream." They would update each other's love lives, catch up with the local news and gossip, and eventually, admit that neither one of them was any closer to tracking down the cunning Jean Val Jean. This meeting took place on an unusually warm...