Dear Shoeblossom: My wife and I really have enjoyed your letters. It has been a major help to us in the changes we've made in our relationship. For one thing, my wife is not a woman-born woman. In fact, Monisha used to be my teammate when we played soccer for San Francisco State University. We were living together, just a couple of guys, chasing girls and...
I woke up that Friday morning to a day like every other. I was up at my normal 4:00am to get ready to go to the mill and put in my normal 14-hour day. My wife, as usual, rolled over and growled at me, sick of hearing the alarm at that time of the morning. I'm surprised we don't sleep in two different rooms! It was only going to be my 12th long day in a row,...
I could not believe my eyes. There was my ex-wife in line ahead of me and my current wife Stephanie, at the grocery store. Julie looked great. She was wearing a sweatshirt and jeans. Nothing special, but her ass looked great. Even though her sweatshirt was loose, I could still remember how great her breasts were. She had a tight gorgeous body. She always kep...
Life continued in much the same manner over the next two months. There were variations, for sure, and while the frequency and in-bed intensity didn't diminish much, the atmosphere changed dramatically. It went from frenzied lust to a more laid-back cuming-and-going, so to speak. Perhaps the novelty of a White woman's body had faded slightly and now it was mo...
C'est la première histoire que j'ai écrite. A l'époque on allait sur minitel. J'avais 25 ans. Je viens de la retrouver sur mon ordinateur. Le string était déjà très tendance. *********************** On était au mois d'août. Il faisait une chaleur écrasante. Je devais prendre l'avion sur les coup de 9 heures du matin et afin de ne pas être prise dans les em...
NOTE: All persons in this story are adults, 18-years or older. * Last night I had a wonderful dream of a woman, my wife Eve that I love very much which woke me up too early, but it left such an impression I could not get back to sleep... I was inside a dungeon of huge stones, wet, cold, suffering and hurting; which seemed to have gone on forever. I did no...
It was a Friday night, fairly early in the evening in mid spring. There was a knock on the door, which in and of itself is unusual. I mean, I live alone, I am older, 52, and I have a cell phone. I went to the door and peeked out the window. I couldn't see well, but it looked like a young girl. I opened the door. "Hello?" "Bonjour, monsieur. I do not know i...
C'était il y a 2 ans. A l'époque, je cherchais du boulot car il fallait que je puisse résoudre le problème de mon loyer. Je m'étais fait arnaquée par les recruteurs d'une grande société qui, pour m' embaucher, m'avait promis monts et merveilles et surtout une bonne paie, pour diriger une équipe de vendeurs sur un de leur point de vente parisien. Du coup, j'a...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: My readers are so cool. Thanks to all who helped me on a few points (sentences which gave me trouble, clearing up those pesky confusing issues, ideas for tactics, etc). Thanks to Literotica for letting me entertain people, and thanks to all the people who provide feedback, giving me the impetus to continue writing. As long as there exist those...
Friends: Deleted Scenes - Payin' the Bills Chandler had taken a non-paid internship at an advertising agency. He and Monica were paying their bills one day, and realized just how broke they were. Monica wanted to borrow some money from her folks, but Chandler was insistent that as "Bings" they wouldn't borrow money from anyone. He resolved to figure out how...