This story is better than it would have been if CreativityTakesCourage hadn't edited it. A short, sharp one. Enjoy. ***** "DAVE, WHERE WERE YOU? Why didn't you show up for my wedding rehearsal? Mum has been trying to ring you since six, she's really pissed at you." "Really? And, exactly where is your mother?" "She's just gone to drop my dad, well,...
Chapter 8: The End of the Beginning - or En famille. Jenny heard the disturbance and answered the knocking at the front door. It was pretty tiresome, as she wanted to watch Issy perform her erotic dance but as all the servants had been given the evening off because of the frolics, there was no alternative. Standing there in a state of some agitation was To...
Officer Steve Thompson was pissed off to say the least. The 6'3", 225 lb ex-football player turned cop could not believe his luck lately. He was a good guy, he thought to himself, he tried to live right, was willing to risk his life in the line of duty for people he didn't know and tried really hard not to hurt anyone. So why, he questioned was his life so s...
Few men in the world could make their own way these days. But those that could were afforded a unique luxury of freedom. Living in the protected wild lands of the former state of Colorado, Stan led a simple life, if a rough one. Today, he was fishing, hoping to catch some trout in a small lake. Leaning back in his boat with a six pack and an old portable cas...
Morning, Mid-April 1882 Chapter One Lorelei Langley Part 1 On an unseasonably balmy April morning in Manhattan, a young woman in a peach colored satin dress made her way down Fifth Avenue. Catching her reflection in the window of a hat shop, Lorelei Langley paused to admire herself. After looking around to ensure no one was nearby, she leaned closer to h...
Contrarily to what most people seem to think, not all those who are different lead dreadful lives. Some of us have it good. We're not what you think. Not all of our kind anyway. My name is Edward Malveaux. In the eyes of the world, I'm a successful businessman. I work for an investment firm located in Boston's Financial District. Anyone looking at me would s...
I truly hate the last month of each college semester. They love to pile the homework on and on top of that I had male teachers asking me out and my training was taking all night. I was beginning to self-destruct, if vampires could anyway. I had to talk to Damion on letting me relax for a while because I have been working my ass off!! Finally finals were ove...
Ever since I married my beautiful wife Erica, I have had a strange fantasy to watch her make love to other men. I think I understand where this fantasy originated, maybe if she reads this, she will understand too. The following story is a true account of events that led to this fantasy being realised. It all started after we had been going out for about 6...
Please see "All Class Reunion" in the Loving Wives category for the first part of this story. The funeral home was quiet. The only sound was the soft music playing through unseen speakers. It was a typical funeral home atmosphere. Overdone with velvet and gold paint. It was cool inside but the air conditioning could not eliminate a damp and musty smell. I...
(I am thankful to sweatyfeetlover31 who helped me crease out my problems so that I can now bring my story to you. He Sweaty Feet, hope you get all the sweaty feet you yearn for) * Vimi (my wife) had been away for 10 days alongwith her friend Neetu and well I had nothing to do. In my early 50's my sexual activities with Vimi had become nonexistent. Neetu w...