*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activities are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *.* At age forty seven, Helen Mouton was unprepared for her husband's announcement that he had fallen out of love wi...
Thank you to everyone who gave such lovely feed-back on Chapter 1. I must say I was surprised that my first effort received such positive comments. I hope you all enjoy Chapter 2. Catch-up: Caroline has visited Lisa an on-line friend and made some life changing decisions. She has found a flat and a new female friend. She has also played out some BDSM fantas...
Thank you all for your comments and Emails on Chapter 1. It's pleasing to know that there are those out there who share my pecadillos. I suggest reading Chapter 1 before this if you have not already done so. ***** I assured Helen that I definitely had no plans to me moving out – quite the opposite as I knew I wanted more. I decided to explore things a litt...
Having been married for nearly 8 years Helen and James were wondering what to do to celebrate to Valentines Day this year. Helen decided to take matters into her own hands and organise a trip down memory lane by recreating a Valentines experience from their youth when they were both love struck teenagers. Helen told James that she would sort out the evenings...
Helen smiled back, as her hands slid around to cup Lizzie's breasts. For the first time he noticed that the dress was buttoned through the front and Helen's fingers had slipped between the buttons to stroke the pale skin. She again kissed Lizzie's neck, again the little sigh. He made a mental note of the sensitivity of her neck. "Are you ok with this?" Hel...
DISCLAIMERS: The characters in this story are owned/created by Shed productions, I'm just playing with them (no harm done!). Behind Bars "Get in there now! What the hell do you think you were playing at Nikki! Do you want to jeopardize your appeal? I can't believe you can be so bloody irresponsible!" "Oh why don't you just piss off Helen and leave me the...
Helen was looking forward to seeing Martin again. She had 'known' him for quite a while via the Internet and had met up with him in person just once before. They had seemed to get along really well, and even though it was a first meeting, they had had sex... and that had been good too. Now it was time for them to meet again. Helen was not some giddy girl, b...
Craig lived with his mother, and since his father’s death four years ago, they had constantly argued over anything and everything. Craig had had enough and wanted to leave home, but working part-time didn’t give him much money and he couldn’t afford a place of his own. Ted lived with two other roommates. He had grown tired of their untidiness and dirty habi...
This is an entirely fictional work. (A special thanks to Helen, the mostly anonymous Literotica reader, who suggested the basic plot to me, along with some of the physical attributes of both the male and female characters in the story. I hope she sees this and responds back again so we can correspond about future stories.) Helen still wasn't quite sure...
It had probably been a good fifty years since Helen Conway could say she slept in until 8 o'clock in the morning. Retirement unfortunately had a way of doing that to a person. For years she'd wake up long before the Sun to help with the chores around the family farm and get her Husband fed before getting herself ready for her forty-year job as a teacher in...