John and his family (his wife Sarah and 4 year old daughter Rachel) recently moved into a new house on a little street we can call Neighborly Way. Many people brought them welcome packages and seemed like wonderful neighbors. It is a fairly affluent area and they were happy to be a part of it. A few of these neighbors -- or at least the wives and daughters -...
"What," I said snapping my head around to look at my wife Carol. "What did you just say?" I asked not believing what I thought I had just heard. "Dan, I know you're going to be mad, but I'm not happy right now, and I'm thinking of us getting a trial separation; so I can get my head together and figure what I want," Carol told me as I stood on the deck cooki...
I've touched on this theme before, i.e., sexual addiction. You won't like Bill very much when you first meet him but give him a chance to grow, mature and become healthy. He's not such a bad guy after all. He gets his wakeup call from an unexpected source and turns his life around. Writing about sexual addicts allows me to include lots of really nasty and pe...
John and Kandy became friends with their neighbors Jeff and Erin shortly after they moved to the quaint Midwestern town. John and Kandy have a great sex life. They are not interested in wife swapping or swinging. Jeff and Erin are more reserved and are not into swinging. This is their story of how an innocent back yard barbeque can turn into something the fo...
Chapter 3 These divergent dichotomies of ours catch up with us over time. I was my father's son once upon a time, before I was on my own -- before I was part of a new binary system. Another woman, Brenda, defined my life for the next thirty years, our time longer but less complex than the time I spent under my father's roof. Brenda was all about love, the...
When I wrote the story the only logical place I found to break it was at the end of BobKat. This is the continuation of that story. This might stand alone, but it will make more sense if you have read the first installment. Again, I tried not to hurt any feelings, hay bales, words or other such critters while writing this story. I went back and tried, to...
If you enjoy this offering then show it by giving it a vote. If you find that it lacks something then give your opinion by sending a comment. thank you. * If Danny had been born an Indian he would have been called 'Shit for Luck'. Danny was so sure that God had to be fucking with him that he considered asking the guard for a Bible. That is the only thing...
I don't know very much about other people's sexual thoughts. I read a lot of porn stories, watch online videos, but I can't tell how much is real and how much is fantasy. Take, for example, the idea of a gangbang. In the real world, are there really women who would enjoy engaging in sex with five or six guys at one time? Really? How would we know unless we m...
Occasional use of capitals for emphasis Some use of ellipsis... Single inverted commas ' ' for thoughts To divide sections: ++++++++++++++++++++ Another one in my 'Village' series, very loosely linked to others in the series. Sensible comments appreciated. ***** John was bored, he had refused to go on holiday with his parents, as he had a job and want...
This is a long story, foundation for a series titled "The Group." *** I opened my eyes and the sunlight through the window caused me to squint with the sting of a familiar hangover filling my head. As I looked around, I realized I was in a familiar bed. I was in the loft, downtown. I had no idea how I'd gotten there, but I was used to that. As I sat up,...