Author's note: Although ratings are nice, nothing beats a comment or two about what you liked or disliked about a story. Please take a moment to leave one. Thank you. * Summer 1970 Kirby McAllister let out a heavy breath as he rolled the last of the heavy metal garbage cans back into the apartment house's fenced-in storage area, making sure that the matc...
I want to give moonlitclover and honeywldcat thanks for taking the time to edit this story, suggest improvements, and for their diligent efforts in correcting the niggling flaws that always seem to creep into my stories. Thank you both very much! * * * * * * * * * * * * Fresh out of college in 1961, I was a young bachelor, eager to see the world that many...
Many thanks to Techsan for editing this story. * I, Thomas Rydbeck, am a hated stranger in this small Scandinavian town where I have my job. Everybody in town knows what I did and for the time being a lot of people out there really hate me. The simple reason for their hate is that I seduced a very beautiful woman who was married to a popular local sports s...
Once upon a time, there was a woman who had a daughter that had skin white as snow, a mouth red as blood, and hair black as ebony. These were not the girl's natural colours, but she was into goth, and used hair dye and make-up to look that way. She wasn't the woman's real daughter either, but her stepdaughter. The two of them lived alone together, after the...
Peter and I met at my first job. He's a lawyer and I was tax accountant appointed to his case by my firm. His office back in those days was huge and sophisticated, unusually but tastefully decorated. Peter was an enigma. Everyone knew about him. Young Brilliant no want for clients. Everone clamoured to get hold of him. He was successful,. Ruthless divorce l...
I'm not sure how I got talked into it. My girlfriend, Kathy, had just moved in a week or two ago. I was half-asleep, and she was half-naked, and she asked if her friend Heather can stay with us for a few weeks, just until "she gets back on her feet". There might have been a slight hint of a possible threesome, I don't know. I know I said yes. Heather tur...
All incidents portrayed in this work are fictitious. All characters are over the age of 18. Thanks kind stranger for the inspiration. ***** He wanted to be anywhere but here. Declan couldn't believe he had to take a job as a mall security cop, but the freelance photo world was slow at the moment and he was still paying off student loans. For him, the wor...
Growing up, one of the things I hated was having to share a bedroom with my brother. Sharing with any brother would have sucked, but my brother was - well, I think the polite word is - an asshole. But I will admit that he was an asshole who was good at handyman stuff. So when our dad gave him permission to fix up an old shed we had at the back of our yard as...
When I was a high schooler, I would often hang out at my friend Dan's house. His mom, Kate, was a single parent after the unexpected death of her husband when Dan was 14. Sudden heart attack: the stress of the high-paying job he had might have contributed. At least he had a very large life insurance policy, so Kate was set financially. But that didn't make i...
Rob takes his investigations one step further from the massage parlour days. She welcomed me at the door. There was a discrete porch, angled from the road, away from prying eyes. The pictures on her web site weren't lying, she was absolutely, drop dead, gorgeous. This should be a very pleasant afternoon. I had been looking to broaden my sexual horizons for...