Author's Note : This is a continuation of 'Denny, His Mom and Her Best Friend'. The reader might be wise to read that story prior to reading this one. * * * * * A new meaning for the word 'cougar' has been coined by a local newspaper columnist. She says that 'cougars are older women who hunt younger men'. Barbara Hoey was a cougar. After seeing her former...
Angel rose from her dressing table satisfied at last. She glanced at the clock 6.45pm. The Philosophy Circle met at 7pm. She had plenty of time; it took only five minutes to drive there. Her husband Mark would be ready to drive her there and pick her up at 9.30pm as arranged as soon as she was ready. She was tempted to ask him to pick her up earlier this ti...
Hope was running out of the cable car, still in the process of refastening the armour she had loosened to entertain the operator, who as she left mumbled something about it happening again. She made use of her religious status and contacts to get into the city, quickly making her way up the mountain in the hopes of catching up to Hannah. It had bothered her...
Claire's husband smiled at his wife and family. They were on the couch watching one of the kid's favorite cartoon movies. This was her third night without her getting a call from Steve on the burner phone. The phone never left her side. She didn't want to miss a call, yet her closeness to her family hadn't been like this since right after neighbor Ralph star...
An introduction: This is my first shot into the world of Loving Wives. The story below is pretty close to being a factual retelling of something that happened a few years ago. I didn't put any dates on it except for the months in which it occurred. There is some mention of recording devices and GPRs at one point. They aren't an intrinsic part of the story,...
Jennifer walked out of the airport in Kabunda. It was hot, and she was immediately grateful for her t shirt and shorts. She was also immediately aware that both of those brought eyes to her. The sun was bright and she needed to find her protocol man, Mr. Green. He was going to be wearing an orange shirt, and a white hat. She pushed her trolley out of the...
While I was strolling through the grocery store, I noticed him checking me out while we were both in the soup isle. I had seen him on the other side of the store, and thought he was cute while he was reading a box of cereal, but I didn't give it much more thought. But when I caught him staring at me, I just returned the look with a smile, pretending that I h...
To the reader: I'm trying something a little different here and according to my editor it came out pretty good. That's one person's opinion. Let me know what you think. But I do hope you enjoy it. If not, oh well. There isn't any sex in here so that's why I'm submitting it under Non-erotic. It does contain a cheating spouse but that isn't the heart of the...
The wide, elastic belt was taut against Kat's minotaur hide, pushing her crotch against the soft, warm mounds of Cara's backside. Cara purred, grinding against the limp cock as it started to grow against her, stretching downwards. 'That's it, get hard for me, baby,' Cara said as she looked over her shoulder. Kat groaned, struggling with herself. On one ha...
Tyreese heard the phone ring, picking up the handle he answered. In the back of his mind he wished badly that someone would invent a way to see who was calling. "Sup?" He said. "Huh?" Came the reply. "What do you want?" Tyreese asked, recognizing the voice of Ryan, his roommate on campus, back before Ori's lawyer got in touch with him. "Can I borrow your...