"I'm sure glad we traded RV's," Jan sat in the passenger seat of the new motorhome and was setting up the GPS and laptop computer for the trip, "If Bob and Sherry are going to be staying overnight we'll sure be glad for the extra room." "Hey," Mike looked at Jan with a grin, "the old Class-C had a queen-size bed too." "You know what I mean." Jan didn't eve...
I managed to ease my legs out from under Kelly without waking her. Although, Cody was still trapped by his sleeping wife. Rolling the woman onto her side, he managed to work his legs free. "Let's let her sleep." I suggested, tossing a sheet over her. "I need to take a shower." "I'll run down and put on some coffee, then I'll join you." Cody stated with a g...
HONOR THY MOTHER & THY FATHER by Prolonged_Debut10 Chapter 14 Note: This is a work of FICTION! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember: THIS IS A NOVEL 5...
I had sneaked the few beers I had with me onto the beach along Lake Michigan when she rode up on her Harley. It was a smaller model, but the fact she was piloting her own machine impressed me. I couldn't see her well behind the sunglasses and the helmet, but she was dressed in a form fitting tee shirt and jeans that showed off her slightly thick but shapely...
Zayan's parents had a farm in the Nile Delta, where they grew tomatoes. Every summer, Zayan's sisters and nieces met there and made tomato purée; as the farm produced a lot of tomatoes, it took more than a week to press and cook them. After Zayan's marriage with Khalida, who became his second wife, Jamila, his first wife, invited her to join the making of t...
My wife and I are a British couple in our mid-50's and have just returned home after touring the Austrian Alps and Bavaria in our motorhome. We love the motorhome lifestyle, the freedom to go almost anywhere and the opportunity to relax and dress casually. From my viewpoint, one of the wonderful benefits of the motorhome is that my wife becomes extremely ac...
Finding Wade in the main terminal of the Dallas-Fort Worth airport was like looking for a needle in a haystack. I never saw so many men wearing black cowboy hats in one place. My eyes were scanning over the throng of people when I saw a handsome young man running toward me. A black cowboy hat was shading his handsome face but it was unmistakably Wade! “You...
The following material is protected under the copyright laws of the United States of America. This work may not be distributed for profit, in any form, without the written permission of the author or his agent. * * * * * Saturday morning, a warm spring day in San Jose. Ann rolled over and rubbed her warm naked body against her husband's back. Her nipples w...
A note: I realize that this could have been posted in several different categories - LW, Non-erotic, etc. Despite what my wife might claim, I'm a romanticist at heart, so I put it in romance. Thanks for reading. WR ***** Chapter 5 The next two weeks flew by. The dinner at Joyce's was great. Her friends had been married for eons and were delightful company...
I was taking a trip around Australia, driving this big old motorhome. I had some decent finances behind me, even if I didn't look like I did, and I was planning on spending at least a year on the road. When this little episode started I was driving through some mountains. Some bloody treacherous roads up there with some very nasty bends. As you can guess, I...