It was finally Friday and Bridget was trying her best to get the hell out of Seattle. The trouble was, rain was coming down in buckets and traffic everywhere had slowed to a near-standstill. This problem seemed to arise every time she and Michael tried to arrange a little tryst at his place upcoast. Michael had a cozy little cabin which overlooked the ocea...
This was the 70's. Gone was the hippie generation, the war in Vietnam was over and the country was in a gas crisis. Watergate was behind us, and people just wanted to make money. Money was always in style. I had just turned 18 a month before this story started to happen. To make money since I can remember, I mowed grass for neighbors. Every summer I had a s...
It had been a rough day at work and what I really wanted to do when I got home was kick back, sip a beer and watch Monday night football. I was no sooner in the door when my wife Tess came up to me, gave me a great big hug and a kiss and said, "I've got a surprise for you lover." She too me by the arm and led me into the kitchen where my night was promptly d...
What's for Breakfast: Bacon, Eggs or Me? Hillary loved the kids to death, but sometimes needed a break. So she packed the twins off to her sister and loaded the suitcases in the car. After work on Thursday, she picked up Jon and they headed to a rental cottage in the woods for a long weekend alone. The plan was simple: relax, recharge and have sex. Both we...
5 Jul 1863 Dear Madam., It is with a profoundly dour heart and soul that I write this letter. I must extend my personal and deepest condolences, for your beloved Captain Daniel F. Beauregard, has been struck down on the field of battle near Gettysburg. He fought with a valiance that awed his men and impressed his superiors on countless occasions. Always le...
A flash story as promised, something in direct opposition of the longer tales I had been posting to date. More flash stories will follow in the days to come. Take what you will from them and leave your votes and comments behind. -V ***** Ken tapped the free end of his pen lightly against the dwindling stack of papers before him; the worn cuff of his spo...
I was feeling pretty good about myself, and I have to say, I looked pretty good too. I had just come from yoga, and as I stood in line at the Bar Italia, I felt I had a glow. The stretching had released all the right endorphins, I was thin and Rubenesque in all the right places, and my ensemble was cute with the right amount of sexy. Now I was going to treat...
They say that good things come in small packages, but a stick of dynamite is pretty small and one of them can ruin your day. Both of those things could describe my wife Betsy. At five foot even and a hundred and five pounds soaking wet she is definitely a small package. Great looking, a fantastic cook, superb in the bedroom and ninety percent of her time is...
Chapter 3: The Ecstasy Mage The stranger chuckled. "Why yes, I DO find it amusing that everyone here would run screaming for their lives if they knew the truth about even one of us. Hart here hides behind an illusion, you, Tholena, behind your unassuming appearance, and I, well..." Tholena grimaced. "And you are hidden by a horror beyond imagining. If the...
Part 4 of the true erotic journals of an English Teacher in Thailand, living the dream here. Sorry, if you don't like cuckold stories, you may wish to avoid this one. * As I entered the bedroom, I stopped dead in my tracks and stared at the wonderful sight of my girlfriend, Noi, dressed in the sluttiest outfit ever. Now Noi is a stunning Thai girl in her...