Moll typed fast. "Amelio. I did it! I'm over him!" Amelio, her married 40-year-old online buddy typed back. "No Way!" "Yes way! "You did?" "Yep..." she typed one last time, bursting into laughs. Wow. What a long time it had taken her to get over this hot man. "But you LOVE him! I mean, what happened to the mad woman I know?" he typed furiously. "She'...
"Allure" chronicles a true story. No names are used to avoid any possibility of identifying the participants and causing hurt where no hurt has been intended. The story unfolds simply, but the complexity builds beyond the moments enjoyed. What the future brings come as uncertain as each moment the man and the woman enjoyed. A slice of life cannot be altered,...
The name is Stephen Channing. At first glance, I seem like your everyday average guy. I stand six feet two inches tall, lean, with dark brown skin and pale amber eyes. A proud son of Mother Africa and the British Fatherland, that's me. My father Luther Channing was an Englishman, my mother Edwina Franklin was African-American. They met in Boston during the s...
"Daddy?" "Yes, Karen?" "Kimmy and I want to get our family's DNA tested for a science project. Is it all right?" "I don't see why not, but run it by your mother to make sure it's all right." "She already said no." "And why did your mother say no?" "She said it costs too much and she didn't want anyone snooping into our DNA, but we asked our teacher and...
In 1958 Bess Armstrong was 18 years old. She lived in a small town in the mid-west. It was one of those towns that had one of everything, one police station, one main street, one library, one public school, the type of place where nothing really happens and life seems stalled in a mundane limbo. Bess really hated it there, she felt like she just didn't fit i...
I was happy with Catherine and over the next few weeks I spent much of my spare time with her, which delighted her as she couldn't do enough for me. I started to get her to change how she dressed, getting her to buy garter belts and more modern knickers and bra's, particularly under cup and push-up bras, as I told you she was plump and had such lovely tits....
She had just applied her make-up when the phone rang. The voice on the other end made her pussy quiver and wet just hearing it. What are you doing calling me on a Saturday morning? Where is your wife? He told her they had another fight and he decided to just head out this morning and could not wait to see her. It had been months since they had any time toge...
With thanks to Ava, for the kick in the butt to post and with sincerest apologies to MugsyB and Pennlady for dipping my big toe into their genre. I'll never do it as well as you guys! The first couple of chapters are character development, so please be patient with me! © 2009. * Loneliness on the dunes I'm pretty tough But the wind is rough On the dunes -...
It's midnight and the phone's going off in Lydia's apartment, waking her from a peaceful sleep. Her first year at college was really kicking her butt not to mention the part time job she was working. On the third ring she picked it up and knew it would be a bad omen. "Lydia," "Dove?" "Well its been a year almost, and we should be celebrating. However I...
I was in the garage, packing up some of the things that had gone by the wayside in all the rush of my big move. There, in the middle of the day, in the middle of my garage, with the door wide open...I found a box of Becky's things. All from the time after Samantha had joined us. All mementos of happier and yet sadder times. Standing there I froze...unable...