Maple leaves of orange, yellow and salmon pink adorn the rolling countryside, distracting the mind from November's chill and its windy bite. The sun still shines, but the warm embrace comes from a distant place now, with much less passion. The change of seasons can be bittersweet, as when summer's frenzy is replaced with autumn's cooling. College football, h...
Dear Jon, I can't tell you how much our "meeting" meant to me Monday. Mike has been so much more attentive, and our twenty sixth year has begun like we were newlyweds. You opened our eyes so much, mine to how good a passionate man can fell, and his to how good it can feel to be passionate. I am looking forward to our meeting Friday when we can discuss your...
Cynthia was a very married lady. She believed in fidelity, family & marriage. Cynthia had all three. However, she was bored to tears. She did not want to lose her relationship with her husband or break up her family but the sexual frustration was unbelievable. Some days she wished she had the courage to seek satisfaction. As they say, be careful what you wis...
Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34A–24–35, 95 pound, 5 foot 1 inch figure with blond(ish) hair. In 1998 I quit my extremely boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. Apart from a little bit of hair that grows on my legs, I have n...
It was in the middle of a clothes shopping trip that Jon suddenly decided that we would go to some car showrooms and have a look at some new cars. Not that Jon was thinking of buying one, it was just to look - and for Jon to show-off my ass. The first one that we went to had a big showroom with lots of cars ranging from small ones to big 4-wheel drive vehicl...
One Sunday last summer Jon was watching a F1 Grand Prix. Trying to show some interest I asked Jon who was winning. His reply didn't make much sense to me, but just for a bit of a laugh I said, "I bet the red car wins." Jon took me up on the bet, which I eventually lost. Jon was happy when he told me that I had lost and told me that as the forfeit, I woul...
What's for Breakfast: Bacon, Eggs or Me? Hillary loved the kids to death, but sometimes needed a break. So she packed the twins off to her sister and loaded the suitcases in the car. After work on Thursday, she picked up Jon and they headed to a rental cottage in the woods for a long weekend alone. The plan was simple: relax, recharge and have sex. Both we...
This story contains both m/m and m/f relationships and sex scenes -- more m/m, particularly at the start. This is one of three shorter and inter-related stories I'm writing following up different characters from Friends and Foes, but if you haven't read that story I hope I have written it so you can still get into this one. If you are familiar with my oth...
I want to thank all the readers who voted, commented and offered their suggestions. Unfortunately, I'm afraid that Rebeccasm has moved on and will not be providing any more art to this series. I want to let everyone know that as far as I know it wasn't anything to do with the stories but it appears that she has moved on. I am submitting this chapter with all...
First Day Jon woke up to the sound of his phone buzzing off the nightstand. Through blurry eyes, he could just make out a string of messages from his girlfriend. Well, former girlfriend. He and Claire had changed the settings on their relationship to friends-with-benefits about a year ago, when it became painfully obvious to them both that they were on di...