When I first met Diane I was 22 and I had just returned from 4 years in the Army. I was renting a small house and working in a warehouse driving a fork lift. It was a nothing job going nowhere. Most of my friends from high school had either, gone to college and moved away, or they were married and absorbed with their families. This made for very little soc...
I got asked if Mary was my first love and I have to say my first true love yes. The first one I felt love for or the first one I had sex with no. I had a few girl friends in high school and with two I felt genuine emotional attachment. We even got to do some experimenting but never all the way. That didn't happen until the summer after I graduated more than...
If this was a dream, I didn't want it to end. There just inside the open doorway stood my wife of twenty-two years, wearing only a black lace bustier, crotchless black panties, and black mesh stockings finishing in black 'fuck-me' high heels. Next to her stood her friend from work, Kiesha, who if anything looked even better. A tall, light-skinned African-Ame...
(While the world is filled with woman named Donna, this was written for one special Donna, not that she is better then you, just that this is her desire but she will share it with you too.) Last year I moved to the west coast and left the remnants of my old life behind. No wife (lost the battle with cancer), kids grown and in college, I wanted an escape f...
This is the third of a three part series. Please read Part One and Two first for the character's backgrounds. The story so far: Hal and Rona are a married couple from Kansas who lead fairly mild, vanilla lives. Rona has an obsession with watching Ru Paul's Drag Race on TV. Hal enjoys it too. He really loves how excited Rona gets when she watches it. For th...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 1 Edna Pritchette waddled into the kitchen where her mother was nursing one month old Jack Junior and poured herself a cup of coffee from the metal pot that was on the gas stove. "Doctor says too much that coffee ain't good for you," her m...
Chapter 10 -- Lessons It was late, so Julie suggested that Anjolie share a taxi with her back to the Uni. They travelled in silence. Julie had a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. Anjolie still had her memory stick, with all of its its copied evidence, in her handbag, and she was holding it close, as she had all along. When Anjolie inevitably disco...
The funny thing about time is the way it affects the memory, distorts it. I have memories that are only vague recollections. I see them in my mind's eye only in black and white, like a Saturday afternoon matinee on BBC2. Yet all this is fresh in my mind, burned on my soul forever. Ask my peers, and they might give you a different version. Do I care that my m...
Ben Roberts leaned into the howling wind as he walked down the windswept beach. First day of holidays and a hurricane is approaching! Not that he minded, he quite liked the wild weather and at 18 years he was the only teen in a three family holiday. Although it was the middle of the afternoon it was almost dark, the angry clouds black, heavy and threatening...
[This is my entry to the 2010 Halloween event, so please VOTE and vote BIG. ] * We arrived early at Steve and Laura's home at 1900, when it would normally still be light out. But the rolling thunder and heavy clouds darkened the skies. Thick bursts of eerie, twisted lightning briefly and repeatedly lit up the muggy night. Crashing, earsplitting thunder fol...