If you've read the previous parts about my vacation, you know that I'm spending the week with my friend old college roommate, Celeste. Through a series of events, I'm actually able to find out what its like to be a nudist this week! The first time Charlie, her husband, saw me this week I was completely naked. He's had some concerns about me not dressing, but...
Meetings, deadlines, reports, agendas...a typical work week was already under way... Jeannie loved her career and often found herself enveloped in work. As usual, she was working late...busy planning out a schedule for the next day: Wednesday, May 27th. "Let's see what we have planned tomorrow" Jeannie thought to herself, as she reviewed the next day's sche...
The next morning James was woken by the sound of the first visitors to the gaol's museum. He'd slept surprisingly well in the locked box, but the atmosphere inside was now increasingly hot and stuffy. With Belinda closing the four inch square access hole, the only air he had was via a tiny heavy grille at the back of the box; designed to keep the prisoner al...
The torches ignited one by one as she began to descend the stairs, each flaring up as she approached and extinguishing itself as she passed. She felt their warmth against her face and felt the cold stone through her slippers. Her steps did not echo down the narrow passageway, the only sound a cool draft whistling up from the darkness. She stretched her hands...
Time had moved on since Rob's super erotic encounter with July, he even remembered her name. The memory of hearing the two people next door having sex, just the other side of the flimsy partition, had stayed with him as well as the lingering picture of July straddling him, her naked bum sliding up and down on his thighs as she held his cock hard against her...
Part 8 - Eulogy This is a sequential story you will need to read the previous Parts before this Part will make sense. I broke this story up into Parts to accommodate L's request to make into parts. This is my very first story I've ever written. I'm an Engineer so I tend to be techno/detailed, hope it does not distract from the story too much. Some of the...
The sign reading "Innovative New Relaxation Treatment" was all Angela Rivers need to enter. She'd been feeling constantly restless for the last couple months. Her recent promotion to sales manager came with more money, but also more responsibilities. She had to let several people go to save money. While it was the right call, it also made her worry about hav...
This story is loosely based on my life, but is largely fiction. There is no explicit sex. If you want a stroke story, this isn't for you. I unlocked my front door. It was all I could do to open the heavy door and close it behind me. I took three steps and sat on the floor. How had I gotten to this point? ============== Sixteen years ago, I was a freshly...
The child's mother was almost dragging her son up the front steps of Saint John's. As they burst through the door onto the landing between the floors, the lower staircase led to the gym and locker rooms. The upper flight led to the first floor offices and classrooms. As the nervous mother and her son hurried up the stairs, you could hear the anxiety in her v...
Alex checked the address on the slip of crumbled paper. Taking a deep breath, Alex walked up the chipped stone steps and knocked on the door. About five minutes later, a woman peeped through the tiny slit in the blinds. "Can I help you?" she asked in an quiet, unsure voice. "Um, I here about the room." Alex called back. "Oh, one sec." Alex heard the deadb...