Lauren was a secretary. She was sitting behind her desk, like every other day. There was call after call, always with some important or urgent message to follow. She tapped her pencil on the desk wondering what she should do for lunch. She decided to call her friends so they could get together for lunch. She leaned into Mr. Hart's office, "I'm leaving for lu...
This narrative is part of a multi-part story. Reading previous chapters will enhance the reader's understanding of each subsequent installment. As previously stated, this story showcases wife sharing. If that is not your thing and you still read on, any emotions it elicits in you, is on you. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places,...
When I was a junior in college, I had an experience with two senior girls I would never forget. I had never really been one to put in a lot of effort at school, but when Melanie asked me if I'd like to come to her place and study for our biology exam with her and Lauren, I said yes in a heartbeat. Both girls were good friends of mine, but of course this didn...
This is an adult sex story. All the characters are of the age of consent or far over it! Any children named or mentioned are not involved in anything sexual. This story follows "I'm Running on Empty Chapter Four." This is the story of how I spent my time the first week of the month of April and what my penis was doing too. Enjoy and thanks for the view...
Lauren burst into the house. Trembling, she threw all her belongings into a suitcase she found under the bed. Tears fell from her eyes as she opened the wardrobe and took one of Jack's shirts. She inhaled his scent from the fabric and tossed that, too, into the suitcase. She left nothing behind except the one person she loved the most. --------------------...
Lunch at the Radisson © This is a re-post of an older story that has been re-edited. * I liked the Radisson because it had a big, spacious lobby. It was like being in the hotels you would see in the old movies. I was standing off to the side with my sons, Bradley and Terry. We were waiting for my wife, Lauren, to show up for her Wednesday afternoon tryst....
Authors notes: Please read Chapter 1 of this series to help you understand the context of the story and the characters. Once again, your feedback is highly appreciated but if you can't understand that this is story purely fictional or can't comprehend that something like this is quite possible, then please don't read further or even bother to comment. I...
Lauren took survey of her clothes. How was she going explain her torn and cut up skirt? When she arrived home, she was relieved to find out that she had managed to get home before her husband. She quickly went upstairs to change. She saw herself in the mirror and stared. Her eyes went straight to her torn and cut up dress. The hem of her skirt just barely co...
For one as unaccustomed to partying as myself, the wild and energetic lifestyle can wear heavily over time. Francie and I had been partying long, strong and hard for the post few months and it was starting to lose its appeal. Not to mention the fact that it was starting to get expensive. So we decided to take things easy for one weekend. Getting together...
Of course I didn't sleep that night. I replayed the scene, over and over, imagining that I was again kissing Lauren's foot. I could still practically feel the bare flesh of her instep, the side of her arch, the curve below her ankle against my lips. Simultaneously disgusted with myself and fascinated at what I'd done, I was discombobulated. I'd cover my face...