This is Chapter Four of The Lessons. If you haven't already done so, you are encouraged to read the earlier chapters; otherwise, aspects of the story might not be understandable. Readers who find this chapter enjoyable are obviously encouraged to read the subsequent chapter. In any case, please do provide feedback. There are obvious sequels to this initial...
Isabelle Fifteen Years Later: Her New Career Married with two kids, Isabelle goes to work to help with the family's finances and she does whatever it takes to make a sale Warning: This story contains cheating, interracial sex, reluctant sex, a threesome, bribes for sex, and a reference to fraternal incest. All characters in this story are over 30 years...
How Winning A Contest Transformed our Lives ************* A multi-part story of how a husband transformed his life, initially to win a big prize, but more and more to explore who he really was. Post-Surgery, a new life begins for Jay / Jane. ********* Recovery and Getting Comfortable I recovered pretty well over the next two weeks, with most of the...
1 year. That's how long it had been since my initial encounter with Michelle. It's not something I can forget, or even want to forget. A lot had happened since then, and now the irony was sinking in. My girlfriend, Holly, had left me and it was Michelle who I was turning to. Nothing about our love affair was revealed to Holly, she just preferred someone else...
Chapter 26 At the risk of rushing the story, our sophomore year went by rather quickly. I was actually really rather surprised by how fast college was going in general. I think it may have something to do with enjoying my time; learning what I wanted to learn and being with people who I liked to be with. We were still both in the dorms, much like freshman...
Craig was an outstanding tennis player. When younger he had been almost, but not quite good enough to play at Wimbledon and be a pro. He had been the club champion at my club so many times he had stopped entering it to give others a chance. We had been paired together for a home counties 'junior and senior' tournament for people of our disparate ages; he jus...
Author' Note : This story is a product of imagination. Resemblance of any character herein with any person dead or alive is entirely coincidental and unintentional. I have used certain words from Gujarati to add flavor to the story. They are: Lund: Erect penis Bhos: Vulva, pussy. Chut: Vagina Choli: Skimpy tight fitting blouse Odhani: Half sari, going h...
It started kind of strange. I am or at least was Len or Lenny – Leonard to my mother – a guy in my early 20s, kind of short and slender. I had a sister, Karen who was a few years older than me. She'd had a nasty breakup with a fiancé, and stayed with me for a while when she was trying to put her life back together. It was a bit inconvenient, since I just ha...
It's hard to be a smoker. First of all, it's a social class identifier. Beautiful people rarely smoke anymore. Working class people smoke, and if you smoke, odds are you are either working class, or from a foreign country. Second, you have to put up with moralistic behavior from your friends and co-workers. You know what I mean. Third, there's no place to...
John was on another of his business trip; this time his work took him to Pattaya in Thailand. It was supposed to be a short 3 day trip, and as usual, John had arranged to stay over the weekend to spend a couple of days there for leisure. On the business side of things, it turned out to be a non event and John managed to clear all his work by Friday afternoo...