The next morning I woke up alone. The smell of bacon and eggs drifted upstairs to find my nose. Gathering a sheet around me I heading downstairs, to find David and Steve sitting at the kitchen table. David, the 30-year-old doctor who had confessed of an older woman giving him pleasure when he was younger, sat quietly. Steven, the 50-year-old doctor was diffe...
The summer heat that had boiled central Washington State dry continued into September. Working in the restaurant had become almost unbearable for Teresa. She wished the restaurant had air conditioning, but there just wasn't the money. However, what she desired even more was word from John. She had not heard from him since he had left the Monday morning of th...
Writer's Note: This is a story for adults over eighteen years of age about adults over eighteen years of age. While the story line is true, the dialog has been compressed for the sake of time and space. Safe sex was not an issue in the early sixties and seventies, but should be a concern for everyone today. ***** Summer was coming to an end and my "coming...
The doorbell rang. Being mid morning, Becky assumed that it was probably salesmen or missionaries. Being home alone for the first time in what seemed like years, she was lounging on the couch in her pajamas reading a book. "They'll go away soon enough," she thought to herself. She sipped on her orange juice and went back to her book. Becky was a stay at h...
Perhaps the greatest thing to have happened to me was having Ember as my girlfriend. I met her in college. She was a senior and I was a freshman but she was okay with our age difference probably because I could grow a full beard at 19. She was a serious country girl by nature of her upbringing and while I was somewhat country myself at least to the city soci...
Janine reads the advertisement for a third time. She is not yet happy with what she had come up with. Being the perfectionist that she is, she wants the advertisement to make the readers on the adult site sit up and take notice of Nkwe Lodge and what it offers to visitors. * NKWE LODGE "EXPLORE YOUR NAUGTHIEST FANTASIES, BASK IN THE AFRICAN SUN AT THE P...
Author's Note: All individuals in this story are of legal age. This is a work of fiction, and does not reflect on anyone the author knows in person. *** I never really intended for it to happen. Life has a way of putting people in circumstances they never see coming, and this was definitely one of those. To this day, I blame a hunting game I started playi...
The story continues, with things getting more interesting, ... and warmer! Day 4 (Wednesday) That next morning, we all stumbled around, hardly saying anything to each other. We ate breakfast quickly, and was one of the first groups to ride out of camp. Scott even made a statement about our early start. I just told him we were getting to bed earlier. The ot...
After his successful elk hunting trip, Kincaid returned to visiting the ranch four times a year—he had cut this down to no more than twice in the deep of the Great Depression. And each time he returned, he and Hugh would go up to the Hahn's Peak timberline for three days—and they almost always came back with an elk. Kincaid made clear he didn't want the elk...
The smell of fresh wood filled the inside of the cabin as Eric stoked the fire. It was the weekend following Thanksgiving and he had an entire week off from work. None of his usual hunting pals were available so he decided to come alone this trip. The fridge was stocked with food and he had plenty of booze on tap as well. As the fire crackled, he poured him...