Summer of 93' Nothing Compares To You Part VIII Continuation of my memoirs of the incredible Summer of 1993. The three of us take a huge step, Natalie moves in permanently. Natalie becomes as much of a spouse to Maggi and me as we are spouses to one another. This move would have far reaching influence both wonderful and sometimes challenging for the rest...
Halfway through the exit, Sara thought that it would be awkward running out of a restaurant crying your makeup off. Instead, she turned back and headed straight for the bathroom. As a woman walked out of one of the stalls, Sara quickly pushed past her and bolted the door shut. 'Rude.' the woman remarked. The merciless world was weighing down on Sara. Why w...
I couldn't even make eye contact with Daphne the next day. I could see what she was doing. She was trying to get me to look at her and sneak touches on me in front of my wife, my son, and his wife! She tried to get moments alone with me, she even helped me carry dishes to the kitchen after lunch and told me what a great night it was and I know for sure I blu...
To whom this whole story may concern, my name is Adam Lawler and I was the one who had married my college sweetheart Stephanie Copeland and moved ourselves into this wonderful apartment. And after we got ourselves settled in, we got something from a new neighbor whose name happens to be Sybil McGovern. It was an invitation to a Halloween party and we were...
The bruised sky threatened to spill forth its accumulated rage outside. I stood, bored with the place and on edge at the hostess stand. The impending storm was making me nervous. Visions of glass shattering and being hurled at me by the angry wind taunted my subconscious. But closer to the forefront of my mind was the unnerving thought that at any given mome...
We arrived at the small bus station in that little town called "Doncaster". As soon as the bus stopped, we run into a small cafe in the area. I entered the cafe and took 2 cool drinks from the machine and gave one to Joanne, my girlfriend. It's a hot summer, and we were going to visit Joanne's mother for a week. We walked for almost twenty minutes and final...
"Hello, Mrs. Robinson." I can't stop the thrill that courses through me at the sound of the familiar deep voice. But then, I don't want to. I'm horny, and he knows. "Hi, Jason." I turn away from my husband's tool bench in the garage. The weather is hot; summer in our town always is. Today it's at least one hundred degrees. Suddenly, it feels hotter than t...
It's gonna be a long fall season. Even my bf is cuddling the tube. And they have just started. Football is not my thing, but my house tends to be the center of it so I try to behave. This year looks to be worse than last, so here is my diary from last year. My Football-Saturday "uniform" My house will be over run by SEC football fans today, so I have to no...
I flew into New York to meet with several clients. After a very long day, I agreed to meet an older client for some drinks at my hotel bar, which had a small dance floor. Before I get to the story, let me tell you about myself. I am 47 years old, married with 2 older kids, 6'2" 220 lbs. (trying to stay in shape) I walked into the bar, and my client (Pete-wh...
After my wife left, my daughter and I became close. We started a family tradition, on the first Friday of the month we would watch movies. This kept up even through her teen years, she would bring friends over and we enjoyed the movies. When she got into collage I figured she would stop, but she brought different friends over and we continued. One of her fr...