Let me give you my bio real quick. Not sure if it explains anything or not. I grew up in Iowa. My dad sold tractors, trucks and used cars, depending on the year. We moved around a couple of times, and I never really fit in at the schools. Not sure that I would have if I had stayed in one place either. See, I'm kind of a nerd. I'm pretty shy, like computer g...
I would like to thank my editor Todger65. (All characters depicted in any form of sexual activity are 18 years of age or older) It has been six months since Patty and Jeff's night with their friends Mike and Tiffany. After going up stairs that night they had some of the wildest sex in years and Patty discovered that she had been missing out by not really e...
I was just checking my calendar for counseling sessions for the day when my neighbor George poked his head in the door of my office. True to his monthly habit, he winced and asked "you got time for some quick advice?" He always said this as he was walking in to sit down and start what would always be a free session. About once a month George would come in t...
Hi readers here's chapter two, hope you all enjoy, and many thanks to Angelicsounds for doing such a lovely job. As always feedback is much appreciated. Thank you. ......................... Nicole awoke the next day feeling refreshed and energized. This is how Rip Van Winkle must have felt after waking from his long sleep, she thought with a smile. She ya...
Murph finished giving us a tour of the building. The rest of the fifth floor was primarily a large conference room which was available to any of the tenants. It would also be the one where we would have our board meeting every month. There were also double doors that led to the terrace from the conference room as well. There were only two ways of getting ont...
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Huh? I was startled awake by the wet nose of an orange cat, sniffing my own. The cat jumped back, and then over to the person sleeping next to me. I wish that I'd stayed asleep, 'cause my head was absolutely throbbing. "OK, Fred, I'll let you out," I heard the person next to me say. It was a woman's voice, a bit lower than I'd expect, but still dulcet. Wh...
"Hello Mr. Crawford. How are you doing on this chilly November day?" I was putting my voting ballot in the collection machine when I heard the woman's voice call my name. I recognized it instantly. "Miss Roslyn!" I said, turning to greet the short woman who was the head librarian for our local city library. "How have you been?" "I have been doing just fin...
This story happened at the beginning of the 1980s in the People's Republic of China, at the time when the cultural revolution converted the whole nation into an asexual revolutionary creature, while the great Chairman Mao Zedong was amusing himself at his swimming pool with numberless playmates. At that time love meant the betrayal of revolution and was only...
Many thanks to angel love for the editing this story! * My name is Albert Breen, 34 years old, self-employed accountant and in most ways an average Scandinavian guy. When I arrived at an expensive two days long tax information course at a nice conference center I was surprised to see my old school mate Fabian Holm there. Rumors had him spending some time...