She had got to do it, she knew she had. Sal had a real wish to go beyond the end of the garden, not just creep into her neighbour's garden but go further afield. Indeed, into the fields and woods. It had just so not been her plan to meet a group of ramblers. She had scouted her route out whilst clothed one morning: well clothed in a light cotton dress, tho...
This was the first spring day that was both warm and not raining. Just the kind of day I had been waiting for. I live on Flat Avenue which is just a block from the town Cemetery. I wanted to put flowers on four graves my mother, father, husband and my brother. The family plot is near the center of the cemetery and just off to the circle. So I can park on t...
Voting is nice, ya'll know how to do that so vote. Waking up this day is something of a relief, and trial. Could not sleep well, kept waking up to odd sounds or another waking. Their movement wakes me if not up already, though strangely no one else has problems sleeping. The sky is lit when I wake, guess no hunting today. At least I'm still the first awake,...
Note to the reader: I wanted to thank everyone for reading my story. I have received many comments and I appreciate both good and the constructive comments. I would like to address some of the comments directly. 1. During the course of this story and my previous one I have received comments concerning my grammar. I am the first to admit I did poorly in Eng...
It was Janet's idea. "What harm can it do to look around?" she said. Ha! Janet was an inveterate surfer. And you did not have to surf very much to find all kinds of things out there that would have horrified Janet's mother, for one. We had both been brought up in the sheltered cocoon of the 'typical American family', Yes, including church on Sunday. We...
Author's Note: Here is week two as promised. Please keep in mind that this is a novel and unlike the short stories I write, will not be jam packed with erotic content in every week. Again, due to the size of the file, I did not feel it appropriate to post it as one story. I hope you are enjoying the story and as soon as this section is posted, I will submit...
The morning after... I woke up in the same position, head on his belly and all the rest. It had to have been a very quiet night, no nightmares. Yes, I winced a bit seeing... that part of my man. And recalling all the story... But then I relaxed. Confessed, forgiven, overcome. And all that remained was a taste of arbutus bitter honey in my mouth. But I knew,...
This story is probably better served in the Non-Erotic section but since it is an epilogue (in response Andy's request for one in the public comment board) to a story in the Loving Wives section here it is, and no, I do not think I it is as good as the story that spawned it but hey I am working on it. It ran a bit longer than expected (ok, way longer) but I...
Today was the day of my freedom. It was only twelve years ago I was convicted of the double homicide of killing both my wife and her mother. I still maintain my innocence but a jury of six men and six women thought otherwise. I really did not do it, but I was free and clear of her and her nagging mother forever. It all started twenty years ago in my home to...
I know next to nothing about the army, it was only intended as the background of an erotic story, so please do not bash me too hard about that part. :-) But I would still be happy to get any other feedback from you, constructive criticism is most welcome. ---------------------------------------------- The outpost was known as Fort Holidays among the soldi...