Author's note: The series continues with this season 6, episode 22. The series doesn't reset, but follows the show's story sequence. One of my readers requested adding pictures of the new characters, but this is not allowed by Literotica. When a new character is introduced, I will put in parenthesis the character's real name so you can look them up on the i...
Not everybody wants the same thing out of a marriage. For example, a young woman who was always poor when she was growing up might want a man with a very stable job and income so that she would be sure that she was taken care of the rest of her life. That may be more important to her than "love," common interests, shared values, or other features that most p...
If you haven't read the earlier chapters you really ought to go back and read them now. Otherwise it's going to be like coming into a theater after the movie started. In case you missed my earlier warnings, there isn't any explicit sex in this story. Hans ***** DO WE HAVE ANY FRIENDS IN UTICA? The next morning was my time to see Red. No, I don't mean I...
Buffy and I were both naked and sprawled across the bed. I was smiling and basking in the post-orgasmic afterglow and regaining my strength. Buffy was lying on her stomach and I couldn't help but admire the perfect shape of her firm, tiny butt. It was the perfect shape and size. I reached over and grabbed one of her buttocks and squeezed. Buffy squirmed sl...
People call me JD, but I was christened twenty five years back as Joseph Dilworth. I'm the first to admit that I'm not a nice person, or a good one come to that. Why would that be, you might ask? To answer that, I'll have to tell you a little bit about myself. I left school the first day I was legally allowed to, for the classroom could teach me nothing tha...
I sat in front of my ancient computer monitor, screen blank, cursor flashing rudely back at me. I was on deadline. I had two hours to spit out 750 words of drivel summarizing this evening's county council meeting. It had run late, per usual, and the presses would start up early on a Friday night for the Saturday edition. Shaking the cobwebs from my head,...
When we'd dragged our suitcases into the front hall of our house, I stopped and took Angie by the hand. "Honey, I'd like us to sleep in the guest room for right now. I'm not ready to go back into our bedroom yet, but I do want you with me." She nodded, looking troubled but not surprised. "That's fine, Alex. I was afraid you'd want to sleep apart from me."...
I Janet had promised him a surprise and a treat for Valentines Day. He'd arrived home from work to find the house plunged into pseudo-darkness, with just candles dotted around the place, lighting the rooms in a new way, soft, glowing and mysterious. There was a light meal prepared on the table for him, she insisted she had already eaten, kissing away his wo...
When I left the big city I had lots of good reasons. I hated having neighbors twenty feet from my bedroom. I hated that there was always machine noise; from cars, TV's, sirens, brakes, and leaf blowers. I liked that if I wanted something it was close. I hated that whatever it was I wanted I had to stand in line to get it. I was in my mid fifties and figured...
It was my first day on the job, the first day of my year in industry for my degree course and, though it may seem strange, I knew no-one in the company, the job had been arranged by the college. All I knew was the company was a publishing house, I had to report to a Mrs. Fenner and that I was to be working as an editors assistant, my course tutor in 'Reporti...