I have heard some people say that being a firefighter is long stretches of boredom with short intervals of extreme terror. I guess that can be true of other jobs as well. I don't know if I agree with that or not. My name is Barry, I fight fires. I love my job. As of the start of my story I have been doing it for 7 years, and never wanted to do anything else...
Having worked as a rep in the hair care products industry for a couple of years you might imagine that I've met and seen a number of interesting people. I found salon owners to be, for the most part, pretty bright and some very charismatic. One particular customer of mine was a couple who owned a top rate full service salon in Lansing. As a customer of min...
We first met at a company conference. I spotted her coming through the door while I was browsing the agenda, already bored, idly wondering if I could escape, and there she was. And my very first thought was that she reminded me of that moment when the morning sun breaks over the horizon, and suddenly the whole gray earth is bathed in golden splendor. Blindin...
My wife and I and our best friends had reached that stage in life where the kids were on there own and we had some extra money to enjoy ourselves. Sheila and her husband Sam and my wife Jan and I had been close friends since our kids were babies, and had spent family summer vacations with them for years. Now that the kids were gone we decided to take a 7 day...
It would have been a working class neighborhood, except hardly anyone who lived there worked. It was built in the prosperous early sixties, a suburb of a large Southern city. It was a bedroom community. About ten miles out from the city. The low slung ranch homes didn't look too prosperous now. The trees and shrubs planted by the builders were now tall and o...
When I opened the door in response to the chimes, an angel was standing on the porch. "Come in, Sweetheart." The very first time I saw her I said "Isn't she a little sweetheart." I have called her that ever since. "Want something to drink? A soda? Some coffee?" "You made coffee? No booze?" She sniffed, smelling the coffee aroma. "No booze. I quit." Leading...
[This story features play with bodily functions of all kinds as well as some spanking and other fetishistic play. You will likely enjoy it more if you read the first two chapters before you start this one. If any of that bothers you, please read no further. All characters are 18 or over.] Jan had settled into life with Steve and his daughter Kate. She'd kno...
Chapter 1 Well, I don't exactly know how to start describing what happened a couple of years back since it really was a coming together of something that went back a long long way in time...to the 80's actually. A friend of mine, Mark, was taking tennis lessons at a local club. He wasted no time in advising me to attend. Being adventurous myself there was...
Metellus publius was scared. He felt shame at such a feeling, very unseemly for a Roman patrician and Senator. But he had learnt many years ago that such fear while unbecoming, was not uncommon. During the treason trials of Julius and Augustus Cesear, everyone had realised that the only thing a Roman had to fear in the world were other Romans. Metellus lef...
To understand my Wife and I is to say we have an interesting sexual dynamic. She and I are extremely physical and well connected as sexual creatures but we both have reservations about how others see us. I'm a bit of a shy wallflower, a nerd, never particularly popular with the ladies but likable, approachable and a great lover despite my reserved nature in...