It was a surprise when the house across the street posted a FOR SALE sign. I was shocked when a SOLD tag was added the next day. I knew the real estate market was hot, but this was ridiculous. In the middle of consuming left-over meatloaf, my wife interrupted. "Harvey, did you see the house across the street sold?" "Un-uh." A lesson learned from years of...
*Yes, I'm back. Posting yet ANOTHER story. For those of you who aren't tired of me yet :D , I thought I would share this new novel. I only have the first few chapters written so far, so I am posting this first installment to give you a preview of what is to come. It's the first story I have written that features young adults (seniors in high school) and jus...
Arthur Lambert and Mark Wheeler had been classmates since the first grade. Both sons of university professors, they lived a block apart, adjacent to the university, in what is known as the hill section of the city. Besides excelling as students, they were excellent athletes. To the consternation of their parents, they were successful at the scheming and plot...
The hand on my cock and the fingers wrapped wonderfully around it stopped as abruptly as my motions stopped on my partner. The music on the sound system halted and the track info on the iPad was replaced with the face of Henri Brousseau, the concierge at the front desk. "Good evening, Mr. Hayes. I'm terribly sorry to interrupt you at this hour, but your nei...
It was Monday and Elena Jackson was doing her housekeeping. She lived in a perfectly ordinary house in a perfectly ordinary street and a perfectly ordinary part of the city. The sun was shining and the day was warming up. There was nothing outward to show anything was other than ordinary. Elena was happy today. Cleaning, dusting, doing the laundry and chan...
SENIOR TRIP 10 (of 12) Startled, Kenny jerked his cock from her cunt and whirled off of the bed just in time to see the intruder turn and run for the door. Without pause, he followed the ghostly figure, overtaking it just as it tried to open the outer door. Grasping the person's arm, he dragged her (as it turned out) back into the bedroom and turned on the l...
Gary Sutcliff's mom always hated me. Well, maybe hate is too strong a word. She never cared for me. I'm not sure why exactly, but I have ideas. Perhaps it started from the time Gary and I had a tiff and, seeking revenge, I hurled a stone through his bedroom window. It didn't help either that, following another tiff, I sledge-hammered the Sutcliff's flagstone...
This is the third in a series of four vignettes. As those of you who have already experienced the first two will know, all the characters in the four segments are inter-related. The purpose of these stories was to examine the various relationships as they develop between men and women. It's probably ambitious for a first effort, but once I got started, I kne...
Andrew was starting to wonder if his decision to stay home that summer was a bad one. Quite a few of his friends had gone off to camp, and the neighborhood seemed empty now. The morning after the last bus to camp had left, Andrew knew it was going to be a long, boring summer. He trudged downstairs and ate the last of the pancakes, his mother and father havin...
Foreword: This story might have been posted in several categories but it's the mature age of the principal character which is central to the narrative. The story includes strong sexual acts. The events and all the characters are fictitious. I hope you enjoy it. Feedback, both anonymous and emailed, is most welcome. ***** Janice waved off her daughter and g...