This is a Summer Lovin' contest story. Please vote. To my new muse and the reason why I wrote this story. I dedicate this story to Susan. A man finally realizes the love that he's always had for his wife. * Rather than dwelling on how she is now, as if frozen in time and no longer aging, returning to the time when and the place where we first met, I rem...
CHAPTER 1 Driving a little too fast Nina Black spotted the radar trap up ahead. Too late. She slowed her pickup to within the speed limit. The cop got out of his car. Oh shoot. Another nail in her hide from her mom? The cop tipped his hat back as he reached her open window and said, "Hi Nina.' "Hi Jerry," she said in surprise. "How are Cindy and baby?"...
As I drove to the Leukemia Ball - by myself - that fateful Saturday night, I wondered how my life could be so rich in some ways, and in the crapper in others. For about the 10,000th time in the last two years I mused about how the old saying "Money can't buy happiness" was - at least in my case - not just a cliché but an axiom. The rich parts of my life? M...
It's just a fact of life that even the best spouse has a blind spot or two. My late husband Marcus was as good a husband as a woman could hope for, but there was one thing he wanted that I just couldn't understand: a timeshare. I never could see the sense in buying a slice of time in a place to vacation when you could just go and rent something any time you...
The heavy rain continued to beat down on the windshield as Brian Brannigan drove his well-worn pickup down Montgomery Street. Running a hand across his crew cut, the sandy haired nineteen-year-old took a moment to glance at the clock on the dashboard. The clock read ten to eight and he knew he was going to be late for work yet again. That this time it was ha...
Isabella waits for Thomas's return and spends her days and evenings learning more about The Daughters of Keira and The Sanctuary. * The women sat chatting and swapping stories as they ate and drank Maria's sumptuous feast. The boys ate with them, quietly, but sometimes laughing amongst themselves or venturing a comment to the women in Arabic. Jax rose fro...
Adrian Westbrooke decided he had to change his way of life because his present path was leading him to disaster. He was sick of the parties that turned rapidly into orgies; the booze and the drugs that were supposed to be part of the artist's lifestyle; the hangers on; especially the young and not so young women who thought it was sophisticated to mingle w...
Chapter One -- Mary Reynolds Now... Steven Balfour stared down at Abigail Thompson through his aunt's bedroom window. Abigail was on her knees weeding her garden. She used a plastic kneeling pad so that her knees didn't get dirt and grass stains on them. This caused her shapely bottom to rear up, which in turn caused her skirt to ruck up around her thighs....
It was a few days later and I find myself in the training room with you. "You insisted upon accompanying me to the lower levels during my training. I told you I would put you to work if you did so, but like a loyal pet you chose to follow me." I grin and level the halberd I was wielding at you. Of course, it was not a full-sized one. I had crafted the polear...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** (All persons engaged in sexual activity are over 18 years old and any similarities between this story and real life are purely coincidental). ***** My wife, Teri, and I have been married for 20 years... Now in our mid 40's, we have had our share of ups and downs, fun adventures...