The four of them had been inseparable, ever since grade school. Rob, Tom, Chris, and Bret had been so close growing up as kids in the suburbs of a large Midwest City, that everyone had dubbed them the Four Musketeers. Even in high school and throughout the years at the nearby college, the four stayed together. And even when Rob, Tom and Chris got married, th...
We were known as the Three Musketeers Plus One. There were myself, Ryan, Jack and Bobby. Lanie was the Plus One and later became my wife. Our 'gang' happened by coincidence. Our families lived in the same neighborhood. We were of the same age and in the same class at school. We did everything, good or bad, together. We played doctor as children and became f...
Chapter 14: Payback This is the final chapter in the chronicle of the MILF club. If you have not read any other chapters I suggest you go back and read them for background. This chapter follows the original characters Peter and Sherry. I couldn't believe I was having lunch with Taylor again. Not only was she plain and overweight, but she could talk the hea...
The Honeymoon It turned out to be a great decision. Getting married the last week of September was perfect. It was the best weather all year. There were no disasters, and none of the family members created havoc. It was hectic of course, but now the newlyweds were at the Oregon coast resort letting all their cares and worries wash away with the crashing wav...
A Bottle of Cris and a Thousand Bucks "Hey baby, why don't you wear the tight red one from last Christmas' party?" I said to my lovely wife as we were dressing to go out for another wild night on south beach. "The red one? I can't wear that one silly, you remember it got ripped on the side the last time I wore it, why are you playing?" she said. "Oh shit,...
I have to thank (Hale) for the fine editing skills without which this effort would not be readable. In the first two chapters I told you about how Al's wife and my wife had released their inhibitions which resulted in them participating in an orgy. In this chapter I will tell you about the discussions we had the next day, and how our actions the previous da...
It was late Sunday morning, London time, and London was falling away as the Alphia Corporation Gulfstream 6 winged all six members of the Alphia Corporation negotiation team swiftly westward back toward the States. Sam was seated in one of the four leather armchairs scattered cleverly around a long end table to allow for an intimate conversation and still a...
I'm John Smith; yeah that's my real name; my parents had no originality. Most people think that I'm being a smart ass when I tell them my name, but I've learned not to give a crap. As of the 2010 U. S. Census there were more than 2.3 million Smiths including 44,935 real John Smith's, and hundreds of thousands of men who registered in motels with that name....
"Slowest crane operator I've ever seen." The bored look and exasperated voce of site superintendent Dave Morton, watching a pallet of aluminum siding panels move over the edge of the 4th floor of 'his' building. 'His' due to the fact that he runs the show on the ground during construction, and the show had slowed considerably in the last 2 weeks. The only...
Dave had a business trip planned for Las Vegas and I was able to rearrange my schedule this time to go along. He surprised me by reserving rooms at a really nice hotel. It felt good to get away from it all. Plus, it had been awhile since we had the chance to get a little naughty away from home. Dave took care of his business Friday which included a round of...