It had been five years since Mel and I had moved from Tennessee to Colorado and I had began to relax in regards to Pam, the bitch who was responsible for us moving in the first place. That was why I was a little shocked by what Mel had to tell me when I returned home from work one evening. "Stan, I received a letter from Pam today in the mail." My wife of t...
I grabbed the dusty book from the shelf. It had lain untouched for two decades. "Time to say goodbye to this classic," I thought. As I moved it to the donation pile, two sheets of paper fell to the ground. They were faded, but I could make out a hand-drawn sun and a flowery script. It read, "Love, Amy." The faded papers and that signature transported back m...
Introduction: This is a period piece set during World War II. There is no sex. The language may sound stilted, but this was my attempt to match the speech patterns of the time. ***** "Are you doing what I think you're doing?" "Buzz off, Jimmy." "Hey Lefty! Is Tommy choking the chicken again?" Lefty reached across the space between the bunks and yanked T...
Her hands were shaking. The red envelope was the third that she'd received in the last two weeks and she was afraid to open it. She knew that it was from Paul and she was knew what it was going to say. Cassie used the letter opener and carefully slit the envelope, tugging the folded papers out with her fingers and swallowing against the lump in her throat, s...
[Editor's note: this story contains Incest content.] This is a very short story in the form of letters from a sister to her brother. It is softcore, so if you prefer hardcore details don't bother to read it. It is an idea that came to me one night after having written a two chapter story that was pretty much only hardcore. Even an author needs a little resp...
Author’s Note: This letter is to compliment Epistle to My Lady written by SEVERUSMAX. I hope you enjoy and welcome your comments. ~ Red My dear Captain, To say I was surprised to receive your letter would be an understatement on my part, for I was indeed surprised. Shocked may have been the word. I was not sure how my letter would be received, unsure how...
Monday through Wednesday were more of the same letters from Jean. They weren't long. She apologized for not writing more but she was staying out late. She added 'wink, wink' after the word late. Miguel interpreted her 'wink, wink' as a sign she and Leo were having sex. Knowing how paranoid Jean was and how protective she was of her reputation he wondered jus...
The Camp 02: Letters The following was mostly inspired by Andrew1968's story, "The Birthday Boy." The characters are different, as is the outcome, but most of the original premise remains the same. I won't go into all the details about what happens at the camp, as that is covered in my previous story, "The Camp Ch. 01:Mike and Sandy." Instead, much o...
The weather report was calling for more snow. It was Christmas Eve and she sat in her chair sipping coffee and wondered at how much more they would have before morning. The wind had picked up a bit so she knew the roads would probably be closed with snow drifts. Another Christmas spent alone it looked like. There had been plenty of those these past few years...
Many retired gentlemen as well as young bachelors of the locality visit the Friends Club in the evening. An evening of game of Contract Bridge is a good means for spending quality time for those past the prime gentlemen, who really don't have much of activities otherwise. One can play chess as well as a game of carrom in this club, where there is an assortme...