Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONALwith the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. ***** Several weeks had passed since Marcus' birthday at the Honey Pot lounge and the usual restless feelings were starting to build inside of me. I decided that I wan...
Diane Ryder stepped out of the rented beach house's living room and onto the large screen-in porch feeling quite frustrated. Taking a seat in one of the comfortable lounge chairs she stared out into the night hoping the steady but pleasant roar of the surf might relax her enough so she could sleep. Dressed only in her long cotton nightshirt and panties she f...
(This is a fantasy of a dear lady who is no longer with us but is true to her love for sexual variety! I dedicate this series to MistressJ!) Being a 6ft. tall good looking male stud I was an easy mark for a more mature woman. I met Judi when I was a young naïve 27 year old at a local disco bar. Judi was a sexy 5ft. 4in. tall blond with piercing blue eyes, e...
Friday arrived and after dropping young Dave off at the café Tami returned home to prepare for the return of her husband and children. The snow plows had finally come through and she thought they would arrive home at around noon. Tami wanted to change the bedding on her and Tim's bed and check the room over to make sure Dave hadn't left any signs of being...
Audrey Dawson stood in the doorway to the master bedroom of her sister's house, listening to the combined sound of the surf in the Atlantic Ocean below and the heavy breathing and moaning of the couple on the bed. Transfixed, she watched, if ever so briefly, her own husband doing pushups on top of her sister, Avis Kerney. When the shock of discovery passed,...
I'd been living where I am for a good long time, but had never really gotten to know anyone. That was due to the fact that I travel for work, so I'm not home most of the time. I love my job, but I'll admit it. Running from city to city gets old after a while. So I finally made the decision; I was going to cut back on my hours and enjoy the home I worked so...
With a bag of groceries under one arm, Jim Jameson struggled to quietly close the door with the other as he shuffled into the kitchen and set the bag down gently. He removed a single red rose from his mouth. Friday was date night and after a long week he was looking forward to dinner, maybe a movie then a long weekend with Cindy, his beautiful blonde wife....
On the Beach by Chloe Tzang © 2016 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. This one's a stand-alone story from start to finish. It's a bit different from "Happy Birthday...
Preface: Hello my friends, today is May 19, I tell you this because I just got out of the hospital again. It seems every time I start writing, another one of these mini-strokes hits me. I am tired of playing the game of home, hospital, home and hospital again. There is only one option left open to me at this point and that, I am sorry to inform you is to hav...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Be careful when you dance on the Devil's doorstep.You never know when he might come out and ask you to come inside. (One of my Grandmother's sayings.) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Doctor David Ryan Richardson rose groggily from the couch in his basement TV room and staggered upstairs to the shower. Des...