Early the next morning, memories of naked Diane spun fresh in my mind, and dreams of her mysterious sister Hannah haunted my consciousness. They were only dreams of Hannah, because I still could not place her. None of the current women who worked at the Lodge had hair the color of lemons, dandelions, or yellow crayons. She was the enigma that I owed Diane to...
Author's Note: This is the conclusion to the Castaway series, and is mostly a long version of an Epilogue. Consider that your warning, that yes, it's long. I have been told that most of my series had been long winded, or even too long and boring. I'm ok with that, and have been trying to remove some detail that didn't help build the story. The one thing I...
Her name is Patti. Now some folks might like it if I was to say she is a raving beauty, big old 40DD's and all of that. But nope. She's around 5'2" tall and maybe 110 pounds, a bit on the slender side actually. Darn well proportioned, too, and as in shape as any gal around the age of 40 can be. There is something about her, I can't describe it and you can'...
Exhibitionism and Voyeurism make the world go around. Whether dating sex, forbidden sex, cheating sex, incestuous sex, or sexual seduction sex, exhibitionism and voyeurism are a big part of sex. Exhibitionism is what woman naturally have to attract men. Whether it's their pretty face, long, lush hair, or sexy and shapely body, what they look like is what att...
"Customer Service, this is Tracy," the woman answering the phone said, "how can I help you this evening." "Yes, well, I was just down at your store and I think I left a bag of groceries on the check-out stand. Could you check for me, please?" "Could I have your name, please?" "Eunice. Eunice Gibson. I was there about an hour ago." "Yes, Mrs Gibson, I hav...
When I think back, I often wonder how happy I would have been if we hadn't gone out to dinner that night. Happier? Certainly not, as I am very content with my life at the moment. Maybe just as happy? That's more difficult, and I don't know. I'll never know. I met Jessy in my early twenties, soon after I finished my studies. We went out together off and on f...
Fresh out of a relationship, at 27-years old, I found myself in the middle of what appeared to be a mid-life crisis. I know, I know; the whole idea of a "mid-life" crisis, is that it's supposed to happen in the middle of your life. Typically in your forties, or at least that's how it was with most men and women who went through that stage. For me though, it...
I didn't expect to write a sequel, but here it is. Thanks for the positive comments on the previous story that gave me the impetus; I hope this one pleases too. Please vote if you like it. Thanks! ***** We dozed. We didn't compose ourselves. We lay on Mwali's bed in the darkness. Spooned together, my face in her frizzy black hair, breathing her precious...
This is about a visit to my daughter in Northern California. She works as a pharmacists assistant at a big box store. Me? I'm from a small rural town in Wisconsin, 52 years old and work at an insurance agency. I have lived in the same area virtually all my life. I think the best way to tell this story is to let it unfold as it flows from my memory. ... ......
This story has been edited since first posted. Thanks to feedback it was revised and fixed. ****** The Florida sun had begun to peak over the nearby houses as I pushed the lawnmower as fast as it could go. My headphones were blaring Led Zeppelin and the sweat beaded on my brow from both the exertion and typical Florida humidity. After having been at it fo...