Please read Chapter 1 for the background to this story: ***** Rob called around to check on his best friend's widow Dianne. Dianne was had continued to wear black since her husbands death now almost three years previously. All of the guys had secretly fancied Dianne; she had a graceful elegant quality, always in balance, almost serene. She had dark raven h...
Coffee with Judith Summers on Thursday loomed large in my mind. My life had gone from the fairly mundane, day to day routine, to a stressful, sexually charged, catalogue of clandestine meetings, with the threat of it all being revealed by a woman, not unfamiliar herself to secret affairs. All this in a couple of weeks. I'd not objected to having sex with L...
Is life our choice, chance or merely just a coincidence? I dedicate this story to all those who love, want to be loved and cherish the idea that love never ends and is always a beginning as in the creation of life. ***** It was a beautiful summer night in Santa Monica, California. The air was clear, a vibrant turquoise blue and it was approaching dusk wit...
My freshman year of college I rented a room from an elderly widow. Mrs. Tyler was in her early 60's, tall and plump with gray hair and a gentle smile. I was happy with the arrangement since her house was only five blocks from campus, she was a great cook and rent was less than half of what the dorm cost. But the primary reason I lived with Mrs. Tyler was bec...
The week after my encounter with Lou, I got together with the second member of the "Widows Club." To refresh everyone's memory, my wife and I moved into a neighborhood with five widows of various ages, shapes, and desires. My wife, in her third month of a hard pregnacy, was not into sex at the present time, so I took some pleasure with my neighbor Lou who wa...
This story follows on after Amanda's first night with her college art teacher, Graham. It starts on the following day, her project/exam day. ***** I felt a cool breeze pass over my naked breasts and cursed myself for leaving the bedroom widow open. My nipples grew hard as the breeze caressed my skin, the smooth feel of the sheets on my naked body aroused m...
I worked in Texas last summer. Since it was a small job that would be completed in 3 to 4 months, I sublet a condo from a friend. My neighbor called me one Friday afternoon. She said she needed my help in selecting an outfit to wear that night. She was a widow and was going on her first date since her husband died over 2 years ago. I'm certainly no expert on...
Great Great Granddad had settled in this forsaken spot in 1849. The saucer shaped valley with its poisonous springs had not attracted any other settlers, but the grand old man; a salt miner from Russia, had recognised the signs. He had begun a small salt mine and had exported salt lick block down to Texas before it was Texas. The family had prospered and un...
Only wearing a white bra and thong, Liz Adams stood in front of her bedroom mirror and examined her body. Not bad for a forty-eight year old woman. Liz's tanned light brown skin had not yet begun to wrinkle, and contrasted wonderfully with her white underwear. Her long blonde hair framed a face, which, although tired-looking, was not unattractive. Liz often...
Chapter 6: Lust & Passion The delicious aroma of beef sizzling in the flat frying pan entered my nostril as I sit on a chair next to the large wooden dining table in the kitchen. Monee is busy with the preparation of our dinner. As she walked around, my eyes focused on her jiggling buttocks and huge tits encased inside her blue sari and white blouse. Mone...