Rob was dead! Gone after 20 years of marriage! GONE!! And the nagging empty loneliness was starting to tell on his stunning mature widow, Dolly. Rob and Dolly had been through and seen it all in their long union. A May-December marriage that started out like a torrid sexual inferno had subsided into a friendly sterile cohabitation, only to be thunderously re...
Author's note: This story is a condensed excerpt from a much larger work. Background: My name is Jill. I'm a twenty-two year old woman and I'm part of a group marriage with one husband, Bill, and three wives, myself, Kim, and Tami. I also teach school at a local high school where I dress ultra conservatively, that is almost frumpily, to establish my alter e...
© 2008, A Humble Tinsel Polisher All Rights Reserved Author's Note: This is the last of a trilogy, surrounding a fantasy girl named Christobel. It's just a fantasy and I would not advise people doing this in real life. Very large things don't belong inside a person's body and continued injury is dangerous to your health. * A most scintillating thing took...
Author's note-I would like to thank my editor, eluckenbach, for his assistance, wonderful suggestions and a little male prospective. Thank you for everything. Please take the time to vote and/or leave a comment and let me know what you think. If you enjoyed this story and would like to see how Maggie and Craig first met, then you might be interested in rea...
Chapter 1: Penny moved through the crowds of the night-cloaked open market, eyes ever shifting as she scanned her surroundings, paying far more attention to the shadows than to the actual faces of those that crowded around her. Ignoring the stares that followed after her as her booted feet moved her through the narrow byways, her nose twitched at the mingle...
All packed and ready to go. What a week this has been! Some fun, a lot of crap, a modicum of stress, and a husband who could cut to the chase and make a call the wife could not. Poof, problem solved and the weight of the world lifted. Eamon to the rescue! Sheila smiled. A few hours at work that morning, and then home quickly to get ready, here it was 1 PM,...
My wife and I had an experience at Mardi Gras in New Orleans that is too amazing not to share. But before I begin, let me tell you a little bit about Tiffany and myself. She transferred to the college I was attending in my senior year when she was a junior. Tiffany was beautiful, with a perfect little body, incredible legs and a gorgeous face. She immediatel...
"No! You are not taking my babies from me!" "This isn't about you! Its about providing my sons with the best home environment, and that's not with the woman who may be high as a kite at any given moment!" "If you had paid an ounce of attention to anything that was going on in your 'home environment,' you would have noticed that I've been clean for twelve...
5 Lynn A messenger was waiting at the door of my room. "Mrs. Lynn Plath?" he asked. "Yes." "I was directed to hand this to you personally." "By whom?" The question was merely conversation as I reached into my purse for the card to open the door and some money to tip him. I wasn't really listening and can't remember if he answered. I assumed it was an...
This is a continuation of another short story titled: Odd Job. I suggest reading that, before reading this. I hope you enjoy. Comments are appreciated! * October 24, 2015 Incidents of espionage have been well documented throughout history. The ancient writings of Chinese and Indian military strategists such as Sun-Tzu and Chanakya contain information on d...