Note from Slickman: One of the first and most liked stories I've written was "Where's Waldo" A few readers have asked me to go back and write a story about how the "Where's Waldo" club started. Here goes. Please be aware there are sexual acts depicted between men and women, women and women, oral, anal, multiple partners and even an incest act at the end. All...
CHAPTER 9 The honeymooners returned to find the drought had broken, and the land throughout the Province of Marlborough at the top eastern end of the South Island of New Zealand was slowly regaining its greenness. Next morning, at their first morning tea as a household of three, Matt had just sat down. Patricia was pouring tea to eat with their scones whe...
CHAPTER 1 Tired from the long flight from Australia where he'd been on a long working holiday after completing a lucrative management contract, Willis Westwood looked at the exhausted-looking young blonde standing in front of him and grinned as he always did at a pretty face above a pair of great looking tits... er natural ones. "Are you collecting for cha...
Chapter 6 A Favor and Collecting a Fucking Dividend I woke Sunday morning to the sound of chimes. I stumbled down to the door and opened it on my own shock. It was barely light and Eve stood there in a long coat. "Eve?" I said, puzzled. I could not guess why she was at my door or why so early. I answered it in my briefs with a loose robe which, when I saw...
I knew it would be too bright, but it needed to be done sooner or later. I might as well get it over with. I opened my eyes ever so slightly. Damn, it was really way too bright. The damn saltwater contributed what it could to the sting. I tried to rub my eyes to ease it, but soon realized that was a mistake. My hands were just as wet as my face, and all they...
Copyright PennameWombat June 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual...
Loosening Up -- Book 10 -- Road Trip: East Chapter 1 -- Florida Dave panted to a stop in front of his house. This was the end of a five-mile jog with Bridget. When he could talk, he gasped, "You do this every day?" "Yep. I really feel great the rest of the day." "All right, take me with you every day until I leave. I didn't realize I was so out of shape....
[Leaving a career sometimes unroots a man. Sends him on an undefined search for some where or some cause to root again. Nick finds a surprising road home.] Twenty-eight years of wearing uniforms were over. I was retired. In at eighteen, out at forty-six. I put the uniforms and memory reminders in storage, bought a small RV and a boat and went fishing. The...
By way of introduction: Like "Marsha and Gary", though still a loving wives tale, this does not follow the traditional 'Loving Wives' formula so stop now if that's your interest. Also for the skimmers and 'nonreaders' don't waste your time, go someplace else. And also, the opening for this story has the same setting as another story I wrote that I pulle...
Chapter Seven Growth of Pain Sally woke before Valerie, but had no desire to leave her lover. She rested against Valerie's body and took in the sight and sound of the sleeping woman, bound, yet free to be who she really was. The smell of old sex was thick in the air, acrid with time. Her hands absentmindedly caressed Valerie's arms and legs, belly and face...