The afternoon sun cast the big Harley's shadow across the simmering asphalt. Not a breath of wind rustled the gnarled mesquites and thirsty creosotes dotting the low hills. A few cottony clouds drifting above the distant mountains spoiled an otherwise ocean blue sky, but their presence heralded the coming desert monsoon that would break the June inferno. Th...
Well, there it is. I have finally gone full cycle. This self destructive behavior may end where it began... Twenty years ago, I married my dream guy. Tom was everything I was told to look for in a man; good-looking, tall, intelligent with a quick wit and respectful. What I mean by respectful is kind to women and true to his word. Our marriage began like two...
A good marriage requires stability, security and honesty. The wife said so, it must be so. With that in mind I set out to be the best husband I could be from the beginning. I joined up and after surviving Uncle Sam's boys club, I came away with the ability to provide a stable and secure future for our budding family. Although, I was away more than home, I p...
It was depressing working in a Victoria's Secret, closing in on Valentine's Day, especially if you were in between, well in between, boyfriends. The weeks leading up to Valentine's Day were bad enough, but the few days before, and even the day of, were the worst. Men, often handsome, uninformed men, came prancing into the store seeking advice on what to buy...
Tom and the Dazzling Fiona Ch. 02 He wanted to get married but she was doubtful. This story is entirely fictional. * Tom Cassavettes's mother was what some would disparagingly call 'a typical upper class British woman'. As well as coming from a titled family she had been brought up in a staunch Church of England household where Sunday attendance at churc...
Introduction. I found Vickie on a UK wives website, my favourite playground and sent her a dreamy comment about a set of pics of her at a party. I also invited her to star in one of my fantasies... Here is the unedited response that fired the fantasy... hello barry thanks for your last email. it was so sexy and tempting i always like it when men >ook at...
This is a mystery story of Annabelle's life and the changes she encounters. The characters are all fictional. Please read the earlier parts and leave your comments. ***** Mistress Donna had a splendid home with a view over the western city. There was light snow falling and someone had prepared a large fire. "Douglas please help our lovers feel comfortabl...
I had only been in the village for a short time following the break up of my marriage. I'd moved to a small cottage with Jon my ten year old son. My names Beth and I'm thirty six and I am separated from my husband Barry after I found out about the sexual favours he'd been bestowing on his young secretary. Jon is a keen footballer and soon became a member of...
“Midnight …” A Chain Story. Introduction: On March 1, 2007, fireyjen posted a thread with her idea for a chain story, soliciting interested authors. Shortly afterwards, fieryjens’ ISP started giving her problems and she cannot get online, so on her behalf we thought we could give her a hand. The premise is that in each story the main character awakes at t...
Sometimes, I just have to go do some naughty things. My name is Ashley Slater. I'm a five-foot-eight, slender Irish Catholic gal from Denver, Colorado. I've got short blonde hair and pale green eyes. Oh, and curves where it counts, let's not forget. These days, I attend Western Michigan University. I live in the dorms and currently, I'm studying business adm...