Part One: Home for Thanksgiving It's been a year since this little story began. It was my final year at a large university on the East Coast. My home is in a small community outside a major city in central California. I majored in sports medicine and received my M.D. I assisted the medical staff with the various teams that made up the school's sports progra...
[This story involves adults of age 18 years or more. To enhance your reading pleasure, it is suggested but not required that you read Part1through 4of this series] It was a warm evening. Cathy was at the front yard of her house, as she watered the recently planted roses. She is generally in great mood when she interacts with nature like that. She was thin...
All characters are 18 years of age or older. This story is intended for the entertainment of adults only. This story and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Feedback welcome and appreciated! ***** About a week later we were on the couch suffering the evening news when we we...
Thick clouds of dust billowed behind the sleek black sedan as it sped along the small dirt road. Overhead, a single lazy cloud cast a huge shadow across the rolling green pastures on either side of the road. A huge line of wheeled metal structures sprayed crops with sinuous streams of water as a single green tractor pulled it further down the field. "You kn...
When it comes to swinging, there are usually two types of house parties; the private ones and the paid ones. The paid ones are often on-site areas for meet and greet groups or sources of income for the sponsors. If you choose to attend those parties, know that your opportunities for involvement are minimal if you do not know anyone else there or if you are n...
I am John and my wife is Karen. She is about 5'8" and what some folks would call "thick", with a 40DD chest and smaller hips. She is not fat, but is big boned like Anna Nichole Smith. In fact, she looks a lot like her. We are a middle aged couple just working and having fun as we go through life. Mid-morning Monday my wife Karen called me and said that she...
For a few days after our adventure at the quarry, our time passed in everyday activities, so we had no opportunity to get together with Carrie and Steve, let alone to try other new experiences if we felt the urge and had the courage. That changed the following week. Since the incident at their pool when Steve caught me in an inadvertent display, I noticed t...
When my wife and I decided to move, where we were going to buy a house was one of our biggest concerns. We were moving back to her home state, her home town, because she wanted to feel more comfortable in her surroundings. The good paying job I was stepping into didn't hurt either. I wanted a couple acres in the country, with a pond to swim in, she wanted...
When Greg and Shelia bought their home in the suburbs of Southern California five years ago, they were delighted with their purchase. Their neighborhood was quiet, and when they eventually had kids, it would be a perfect place to bring them up. They had great neighbors, with the exception of the dysfunctional family to their right, the Samsons. Nobody in th...
1. Estate Sale It started with an estate sale. An elderly man in my neighborhood had been a collector of cultural artifacts: music, art, antique books and porcelain, a few specialized tools, lamps and other furnishings of good taste, curios, tchotchkes. He had the same name as an American TV star and ran a nondescript shop on a quiet arterial next to a phot...