Dorothy Michaels sat in classes all day wondering how her mother was going to take her news. How was she going to tell her in the first place? Would she be open minded to something like that? Dorothy couldn't help it. She figured that that was the way she was, and she had to accept it. Her mother would have to accept it also. 'She could forget about grandch...
Emily laughed out loud, and Sierra assumed it was because of her right-to-the-point question, but Ted and Emily exchanged a quick glance because they knew otherwise. "Oh gosh, don't tease me girl. It's been years. So long I don't remember what it was like." "Emily, get in the front and keep a watch out for anyone walking by the car. Ted, back seat." Sierra...
I met Amanda at the local village pub in one of those natural casual ways that happen when you've finally given up trying to pick up women and just accepted that you are going to be single for the rest of your life. I was living alone in the west country in a cottage on the coast. I had a small regular income that allowed me to indulge my pretensions of bec...
I've always been attracted to mature women. Even as a young man. Though, to be honest, I can find something to like about most women. In my early teens our family moved to Lauderdale By The Sea, a small town at the North end of Ft. Lauderdale. it's about a mile long and is bordered by the Atlantic Ocean and the Intracoastal Water Way. Our house was about t...
Chapter 1 Mike looked around his brand new luxury condo and cringed at the disorganized mess left by the movers. It was a strange feeling being alone in a new place after 25 years of marriage, but it was definitely a step up from the dingy apartment he had been living in since he moved here six months ago. Mike Williams was a moderately successful busines...
It was an amazing bright and sunny Friday morning, as I checked the clock hanging on the office wall, 11:00am, my pocket began to Vibrate, my phone. It was Mike; another young successful go getter in life. A big smile beamed on my face as he suggested a lunch time beer outside a cafe on the busy city street. “I will meet you in five minutes at the end of...
Tony was relaxed; Lee Ann's living room, comfortable and just enough modern to be edgy. He had a whiskey in one hand and a breast in the other. LeeAnn was laying with her head in his lap, with her eyes closed. He was stroking the side of her heavy fullness, a connection between the two of them; as she slowly decompressed from her high tension work as a drug...
This is the second and final chapter of my true story, it was written for mature women by a mature woman. I am willing to bet that there are many women out there just like me who are over 60 years old, divorced, widowed or single by choice that just don't think that they are sexually desirable any longer. I am here to tell you that is a lot of hooey. I know...
Ken did not consider himself a bad guy. Yeah, yeah, sometimes he used his charm and silver tongue to get his way. Yes, sometimes he did things that society did not exactly approve of, but that was not out of malice or evil. He had fun doing those things and he could, so he did them. The only thing that he did consider a little 'bad' was the fact that if some...
David recently sent me this true story and we communicated for a while to get all the details right, then I wrote it up for him and got his approval on what I wrote. It's a strange and fascinating story but should appeal to all mature woman lovers. The commentary begins here: The line of hedges between our yard and the Stankowski yard might as well have bee...