Of all the chapters I have written chapter 4 was my favorite to write. I had planned that chapter out and loved the execution of it, but this chapter has taken its place a favorite one to write. I didn't think I would write this chapter the way I ended up writing, but I'm glad I did. Sometimes it is when things don't go to plan even better things can happen....
The rest of the San Francisco trip was pretty much a blur, we shopped and went sightseeing every day, ate at a superb restaurant every night. No one wanted the visit to end and we all left little bits of our heart behind at that wonderful city by the bay. We've thought often about moving back there but the timing hasn't ever been right to do so, although we...
It was shaping up to be just another one of those quiet evenings at home alone. Not ordinarily something catastrophic in its own right because as a guy in his late twenties in the midwest I was fairly accustomed to them on a regular basis, but tonight was different. My hopes were up; tonight I was meeting someone. I had been really looking forward to this d...
Note: This story is an Indianized adaptation of the literotica story 'Kate's Old Man' by Steve English. I have changed the basic details, and the end is significantly different. Full credit to Steve for writing a lovely story that inspired this humble attempt. ***** "Another drink, Urvi darling?" I asked, stroking my wife's half exposed thigh under her ple...
When we last saw Miss Lucie she was in a dismal state. Stripped and thrashed by Miss Bulstrode and the other Wardens in front of the very girls she had abused, she had then been marched out of Hazely Reformatory and left to fend for herself. Writhing in pain, burning with humiliation, she had dragged herself to the bus stop, her only thought being to get hom...
It was mid October and things were going well as usual with the Braxton's except that Trish had been having trouble sleeping so her doctor prescribed her some medications. With all the medications she is on the doctor was careful but none were going to be a guarantee and no one knew what the side effects may be. Due to her high tolerance they couldn't giv...
This is an original work of fiction, written by the Wanderer. It is posted on this site with his permission I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. I'd also like to add that we don't always see eye to eye; they tell me off sometimes - well quite often really. Anyway as I've been know...
"I don't know where I'm going from here, but I promise it won't be boring." -David Bowie "USS Surefoot-A, Captain's Log, Stardate 44642.77, Captain Esek Hrelle, commanding: we're currently docked at Deep Space Nine for the next two days for a software upgrade, and to avail ourselves of a little shore leave. The latter of which I am definitely taking adva...
Carole and her friend Val met up a couple of times a week for lunch to have a catch up and a moan about life in general, usually their sex life. They normally met on a Tuesday and a Thursday and had at least one night out together every two weeks or so, usually on a Friday. They had been friends for over ten years from when they had first met at their lo...
Primary editing by Erik Thread and DaveT. Subsequent alterations by the author. Any errors or omissions are mine alone. ***** Chapter 5 Happy New Year Christmas was awkward. I knew it was going to be and I prepared for it. I sucked it up and phoned Carla, suggesting that I would have the boys at my parents' home on Christmas Eve, while they would spend C...