After the last episode with Houseman and his henchman Barry, I decided it was time to get out, she might enjoy being used but I didn't. I gave Hazel an ultimatum, either we leave High Wycombe and get away from them or I would leave her. She tried the old come on, flashing her big brown come to bed eyes and stroking my dick, but this time I was adamant. Reluc...
I was a happy dad because my daughter Cynthia decided to spend time at home this spring break rather than go off to the beach like she did last year. I know it will only be a week, but still, a dinner here, movie there, just feeling her presence in the home again makes it feel like a home again. We had enjoyed some tasty Chinese take out on Monday, and pizz...
*note: this is my first shot at writing so please go easy on the comments, hope you like the first glimpse of Kathy and Brandon's story. Enjoy!* * "Miss Grey!" My head jerked up from the notebook I was doodling in, writing my name over and over in curvy fonts. A jolt ran through me and my eyes darted around. Crap. The whole class was staring at me. Th...
I got an interesting bit of feedback from a reader the other day: "Great story, but you can't call it a blowjob if she uses her hands. If the hands are involved, it's called a handjob - that's cheating! Blowjobs are all mouth and nothing but the mouth..." Huh! Really? Who knew? And how come no one ever told me about this rule? I certainly didn't kn...
"Take off your clothes, put this towel across your middle, and lie down. Your masseuse will be here in just a couple of minutes," the manager said. The room was nice: dimly lit, with a small fountain trickling on the table beside me that also held a sink, towels, and lotions. Gentle music played softly in the background. I folded my clothes neatly and place...
I had been dating Heather for seven, almost eight months, when my eye started to wander. We were very close, spent a lot of time together, and I thought that I was in love with her. But in the back of my head were lots of nagging doubts. 'Nagging' is a good word to use, because she would nag me often, and her controlling nature had started to wear on me. I l...
Note: This little tale is here for a reason: there's no sex or romance. There is lots of dramatic conflict played out in cyberspace. ***** Through the wonder of Facebook do the names come roaring back. Nanette Swartz. Danny Hopewell. Larry Blackstock. Richard Tabb. Jerald Nyborg. Mary-Jo Matlack. Pam Klein. Shelly Cobb. Marc Schindler. Fran Eisenberg, n...
Chapter One: Going Out She was ecstatic. Christmas was on its way, snow was on the ground, and everything was going as planned. Except one thing. "I'm sorry to bother you, Rob, but my boyfriend Brad is drunk and I have no ride home." Rob, the bartender, turned around and smiled when he saw the young girl who had addressed him, "Well how'd you get here?...
Bart couldn’t believe his luck as he pulled his postal van into the apartment complex. The driver was female and he was finally going to see her! He was behind a baby blue BMW Z-4 convertible as it waited to pass through the wrought-iron security gate. The top was down and the driver was a very attractive 30-something blonde wearing expensive sunglasses. In...
Brandon and Kristen walked the corridors of the mall window shopping and talking. There were a lot of people there for a Wednesday afternoon and Kristen thought maybe it was a good sale day. Just then, Brandon squeezed Kristen's hand tighter, shaking her from her thoughts, "Would you ever share me?" "What do you mean... share?" asked Kristen, wondering wh...