Brewer's teenage boys were getting caught in the nude. More and more. It was happening again and again. They were being exposed stark naked, bare as boards, in their birthday suits...in front of stern disapproving mature ladies...or wickedly curious girls their own age. And they were getting to know the shivery, helpless, panicky feeling on being caught nu...
My wife Judy is five-two and a half, blonde, with medium sized breasts and great legs and hips. Our sex life was good and reasonably adventurous, but when necessary, I had told her of a sexual fantasy which always worked for me, which was of her having sex with a young man or two. She always insisted that her fantasies were of older experienced men, but one...
Tori was tired of her boring plain life. Every day, day in-day out was the same thing. She hadn’t had any excitement in her life since that brief period about three years ago in college. She would get up in the morning. Go to work. Come home. Eat dinner. Watch TV and go to bed. Tori was an administrative assistant at an advertising company. She was very sh...
It happened over breakfast, in the Marcello household in Upper Elm. And it came from Johnny's sister. Without warning, in front of their Mom, as they ate their Corn Flakes, she said, "The boys at school? Like Johnny?" That's all. "The boys at school? Like Johnny?" And she let the question hang there. They were all at the table: their mother, Johnny's yo...
All the characters in this story are, of course, 18 years or over. ***** It was the summer of 1956 and the sun shone on the United States. It shone on the mid-West. On Minnesota. On the town of Brewer, set among pasture and lakes, with its silos, railroad tracks, dairies and car yards, its treelined streets and spacious old two story homes. It shone on it...
At Grover Cleveland High the swimming classes were held in the vast echoey basement pool, smelling of chlorine. There were bleachers rising on both sides to be packed out in the event of a competition. There were Corinthian columns and painted windows in the upper walls. The atmosphere was gloomy and... Well, full of possibility. For one reason. Classes...
Visitors One Saturday afternoon, I was busy welding up a combination brush guard / winch mount for my pickup. I had fabricated all the pieces up and was in the process of tacking them up as I had bolted the two main pieces onto the front of my truck when my friend Tom whom I worked with and used to ride with before I sold my motorcycle, rode up. With him wa...
The morning after the night of Kelly's party, I explained to Kelly that what had happened should have never happened. If she was going to be sexually active at all, it should have been with boys her own age, not someone my age. Even though she was over 18, her parents were trusting me to be something of a temporary guardian while she stayed with me and I fel...
"I bet," Vick answered. He, of course, could not know that their relaxed positions around the floor were hiding not so relaxed nerves from the relatively innocent dares they were taking. He and Amy took their place on the floor with the others. As Amy sat, anyone not right next to her would have seen under her dress, a sight hard to miss because there was n...
My lovely wife Catherine is huge into education. She has encouraged every kid she knows to learn and get educated. This includes our own kids and nieces and nephews. Well her good friend Jeanie has five kids and four are sons. She has always encouraged them to learn. It turns out Jeanie's oldest son is taking a course in massage therapy. This came up durin...