-You want some coffee? she asked. -Sure, I answered. She made some Senseo. Not my favorite, but still. She sat on her padded chair. I sat across from her on her couch, which had two Saturday newspapers spread out across the rest of it to my left. -Cheers! We both sipped hot coffee. She lit up a cigarette. I didn't smoke, and I wasn't so glad of smelling...
It had been almost a month since I heard the horrible news that our next door neighbors were moving. They had been our neighbors for seven years, and our kids and their kids were best friends. However, in all honesty, that isn't why I was upset at all. Angela was by far the hottest mom in the entire neighborhood, and I was definitely going to miss her and he...
Sharon looked out the window as the evening drew nearer. It was raining again, and it was almost dark because of the clouds. Glancing at the clock, she knew her husband wouldn't be home for at least four hours. Smiling to herself, she ran to the closet. Sorting through her jackets, she pulled out a barely opaque, almost clear raincoat. Shrugging out of her s...
I thought the story would be better told by my wife Karen, with me as her editor, so this story is from her point of view. Ever since I discovered a fondness for exhibitionism, my husband Mark has been encouraging me to show off my body and we've had plenty of crazy times together as a result; with other people sometimes getting involved. We've often playe...
I was late. Real late. "Crap!" I muttered to myself as fumbled for the cell phone in my jeans pocket. She was gonna be mad, but then I figured I'd just have find a way to make it up to her then, wouldn't I? And that shouldn't be to difficult. Not with my Christi. Over the months we'd been hanging out together, I'd kind of learned how to play her body like an...
Felicia closed her eyes willing the tension to ebb from her shoulders. She stretched her arms above her head causing her breasts to move against the silky fabric of her blouse. Her nipples instantly hardened sending a mild wave of pleasure to her crotch. She stood and bent over at the waist stretching out her firm thighs and full ass peaking around her legs...
Chapter 1 The Drunken Cat March 8, 1966 "Lock and load." In ritual often practiced and easily remembered, Green Beret Staff Sergeant Arturo Hernandez, taps the cartridge clip on his helmet twice, slams it home into the magazine's chamber of his AR-15, and sets his weapon on full automatic. Special Forces SEAL Petty Officer First Class, Patrick Francis...
The light clicked on and Rex woke as Jackie came down into the basement. She quickly checked the bowl in her dog's cage and saw it was unused then unlocked the thick heavy padlock on the door. Rex crawled out, stretching. Without a word Jackie attached her lead to the white slave and he was led upstairs. As crawling up was far safer than crawling down, Rex d...
George the truck driver had to turn his head as he followed that ass. “God Damn.” he thought to himself. As she jogged out of his view he turned back and quickly grabbed the steering wheel with two hands. He swerved the moving truck away from a parked car as he made his way along the winding roads of this California housing community. Angie Marx never knew...
The inn was not far, only 45 minutes from their home. That was why they selected it. Ted and Georgette were leaving their youngest daughter alone for the weekend for the first time. Kate would be leaving for college soon and old enough to stay by herself, as long as the neighbors were keeping an eye things. Like many B&B's, the inn was in a 200 year old pl...