Author's Note: This story continues the story of Vance, Marcia's friend introduced in "Marcia Goes Back to School". I have made an effort to make sure that this chaptered story can be read as a stand-alone or as an episode in a continuing series of stories set in the fictional town of Torquay, Connecticut. Readers of my earlier works will be familiar with Mi...
Not my usual fayre. Just a simple love story. * "I am only teasing you Emma, I really don't mind being on a public beach. The sunbeds aren't that bad and at least the males we have seen have been young." Emma turned lazily and looked at her friend. "I know, Claire. We are here for as long as we want, and William H. is not going to be here for another fiv...
"No, you go without me, Kim! Have a great time." "Yeah I know but I can't go tonight; not in this state." "I'll be fine by tomorrow really; Monday latest. I'm really sorry." "Nah, don't worry. I'll be ok. See you soon. Bye!" I touched the screen of my phone to end the call and slumped sulkily down on the sofa. It was ten o'clock on Saturday night and I w...
Chapter 1 It was lunchtime before I noticed the date. April 17th. Our third anniversary was just a month away. That realization brought with it a flood of emotions. The first was recalling my long-held belief that I would never get married. I laughed as I thought back on how strongly and how often I'd made that vow to myself. In many respects, I was your ty...
John Clayton and Jack Reilly were sitting in their golf cart, in line, waiting to tee off on the 18th hole of Medinah #3. Medinah is a private course with invitation only membership and Jack sponsored John's membership. They were playing John's first round as a full member. John was, at the time, a 25 year old investment banking whiz kid. He met Jack 3 yea...
INTRODUCTION Connie Shutter, the mistress of a small-time New York diamond merchant, was visiting her parents in Toronto when she was bent forward in pain. She suspected the arrival of her baby was imminent. White-faced, Connie said she was returning to New York. "But you still have three days left with us," Beryl her mom complained but Connie said, "Mom...
This is a narration of some true events that happened in a conservative middle class Indian family intimately known to me. The horny chief of a textile mill, who is deserted by his wife, happens to see an extremely sexy married woman in a marriage function and falls for her openly in presence of her husband and parent-in-laws. Understanding his miseries and...
A True Story After the first year of marriage, my wife began an affair with her manager. He was the first of many men over the years. Some of them I knew about and I may have even encouraged them but most were done behind my back, in secret. Because she has these secrets, not a day goes by that it doesn't play on my mind. One day in my angst, I typed the wo...
Author's disclaimer: I am not a fan of 'Sissy' stories. Some crossdressed bloke dressed in taffeta and crinolines, frilly knickers, with blonde ringleted girly-girl hair being dragged along on a leash by some leather-clad dominatrix Mistress who forces him to be her sissy, spanking him and finally sticking a big plastic cock up his arse is not my forte. Tha...
Taking a deep breath, I stared at the mahogany door a while longer before knocking it. It had been...years. I waited for a minute or-so, contemplating whether I had even made the correct decision to come here after all. I argued with myself before deciding to knock again. This time, faintly, I heard a response "Wait a minute!" My heart jumped. It was him...