This is the fifth and final chapter of a series. While the author hopes that this story can stand on its own, this story will make a lot more sense if you have read the previous four chapters of "The Gulf Coast Move." This story draws on some real experiences but is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real person or entity is coincidental and unintenti...
New York City comes alive in the springtime. In the evenings, in Central Park, walkers and joggers breathe in the perfumed scent of flowering trees. On morning streets the smell of freshly washed pavement dampens the dawn. Winter is just a gray memory. Most animals breed in the spring, and humans are no different. After a long cold winter it feels so good t...
— The Runners — Emi woke early, starving. Her robe was open and she was practically naked lying on her bed. One breast out and nothing covering her lower half. It was a good thing these rooms had locks. She had nothing to wear so she decided to bring her laundry to the scrub room. It felt awkward going commando out in public, wearing just her robe, so she...
Kelsey woke early Monday morning. It was the first day of her new job, and she wanted to have plenty of time to get ready. She was looking forward to the new challenge, working with her father at his advertising company. Bobby's friend Albert was his partner at the small firm, but they had more work than they could handle and Kelsey's commercial art degree m...
Liz, our neighbour from the flat downstairs, had shown more than just a little interest in the events that occurred that day at the beach with Greg and his mate. Helen had even shown her some more of the photos that she had posed for after Liz had noticed the ones in that naturist magazine. Liz often commented that she would very much like to join us both th...
Life had taken a completely new direction. While, just six months earlier, sex had degenerated to nothing more than just a little side activity to maintain our status as husband and wife, it now seemed to have become the main ingredient of our rejuvenated relationship. Starting from Tina's secret fantasies, and later our role-playing games, a new reality ha...
This is part 2 of my Journal. I started writing it when I made a bold decision to change my life. I left my dull existence in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a man in the East Midlands of England. It is a decision that I will never regret. I have never been so happy and never had so much pleasure. Vanessa * Week commencing May 11 Had a...
My husband Dan and I spent a two-week holiday in Cap d'Agde in the south of France in September. We stayed in the naturist section which seems to attract swingers from all over Europe. Of course, you can go there and not be a swinger, but we thought it would be a pity not to join in, so we did. I've always been broadminded, but if I still had any inhibitions...
[This is a romance. If you want wild, slam-bam sex this isn't the story for you. This is about the unintended consequence of an assignment given in innocence. I hope you enjoy it and I hope you want more of the story. Let me know, Ok?] * Watching students come into my classes has always been a favorite study of mine, even when I was a student. What they we...
The new day dawned with sun streaming in through my open curtains and I felt sooo relaxed as I woke, and while I lay enjoying the dappled light coming through the leaves of the tree in our back garden I replayed the events of yesterday in my mind. What a day - the day my life irrevocably changed - for good or ill I suppose is yet to be seen - but for now I...