If you read the first chapter of Discovering Christina, you'll enjoy this second installment more. However, if you decide to skip the first one, here's a quick recap: Ross Daniels is a bachelor in his late 40s who has pretty much given up on finding love and passion in his life. That is until he meets Christina, a beautiful blonde in her early 20's, who is...
Some of this is true, some extended by fantasy. Lest you get turned off by the lead in, there is no incest in this story. It is inter-racial too, though not much is made of that. I must thank some partners I had in crafting this story and getting over some creative roadblocks. -'Heyall' helped me to see that the idea had some legs. -'moncrief_the_advocat...
Abigail is fifty if she's a day but she's not married and I don't think she has any kids. It's not something we've ever talked about. Our relationship has clear, well-defined boundaries - questions about kids never come up, unless it's about avoiding them. At her age, she's not interested and I'm happy to oblige her. Abigail works in the cash office of the...
My best friend Nick had gotten me a job with him working at a local, Mom and Pop Grocery store. It was small, but then again, so was the town. One of those places with a population that hadn't as yet reached a thousand, though there was hope of that happening sometime during the year. I had just turned 18, and didn't as yet own my own car. Which was one of...
Authors Note: This is my fourteenth story and its pure fiction written at the request of an online friend is who far older than me and wished a young woman’s perspective on older men. I call the main Character Mr. Anderson because I went in search of an older man I felt attracted to and turned on by and came up with Richard Dean Anderson. As always, commen...
It had seemed like ages since I had been in Frank's Diner. I was sitting across from my best friend, Chrissy. Chrissy and I had lived in White Falls since we were born. I was 19 and she was 28. It was a tiny little town of about 1,100 people, so it was the type of town where everyone knew everyone. It was about one o'clock in the afternoon, and the diner wa...
I didn't like Carl when I met him. I liked him even less when I realized what he was up to. The place was an upscale bar in a big city. It doesn't really matter where. It could have been anywhere. It could have been in your hometown. You know the kind of bar I'm talking about. Lots of wood, a friendly but quiet bartender, maybe a little jazz trio on some...
Check out part one for the whole story from the beginning if you like. As always, comments and ratings are more than welcome! Part Two: Great Love, Great Loss, and the Great War Years wore on since that night on the eve of November, and my visits to the Connollys became less frequent. My bones couldn't take the mile walk over the rolling road more than onc...
This follows "Weekend at Linda's" and the earlier "Into His Eyes", continuing to follow the two lovers as they explore sex and each other. * He studied her carefully as she drove towards the cabin. He loved her fine features and wavy blonde hair. He loved her. Recalling that filled him with deep satisfaction. He loved the beautiful, complex, challenging wo...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * "I Can't Stop Loving You," Ch. 02 A devoted husband, 68-year-old Walter, an older man, found love again with 39-year-old Susan, a much younger woman after his beloved Mary died. Continued from Chapter 01: Seemingly, not interested in meeting someone new, he didn't see her sometimes looking over at...