* O N E * N I G H T * Part 1: How It All Began December 10th 2006 * ~ * ~ * {Author's note: The first part of this story 1000F0000% true with only names changed. With the beginning of chapter two, we enter my fantasy of what life would be like if "Jake" loved me back. I began writing this story over 4 years ago; I met him 6 years ago; told him how I felt...
With trembling hands, while my heart began beating extremely fast behind my rib cage, I slowly cut the edge of the envelope with my letter opener. In the back of my mind, I somehow knew that what I was about to read was going to destroy my marriage. So every second that I managed to delay the inevitable was one more second that I remained happily married to...
This story is, like others of mine in this genre, a fantasy. I have had much fan-mail, mostly favourable, but there have been those who misunderstand the true nature of BDSM – even one who thought I ought to have learned something from Nazi death camps! I think of myself as a feminist, and anti-violence, and believe that the receiver of punishment may...
Like most in this vanilla and straight-laced world, as an amateur writer of erotic novels centring on the natural dominance of femininity, Roscoe kept his hobby firmly under his hat, though in reality, he never wore one. It was inevitable that his secret would be revealed sooner or later, such was his lust to reveal all to a women, and know the firm grip of...
In this story there are no oversized penis's, no *perky* EE breasts of any size, no toned and fit figures with an apple shaped ass, whatever that's supposed to be. People don't make love for hours and have endless orgasm's, it's a story about older people doing things not necessarily out of the ordinary given the landscape of today's culture. My neighbor rec...
Haley Alverado moved in next door when I was four and she was three. She spoke funny and I liked how it sounded. Her hair was as black as my room without the nightlight, and her brown eyes were as warm as Mom's hugs. I was captivated, but she was so weird. She would mostly say words that I knew, but once in a while there was something thrown in that didn't r...
Chapter 2 Winona's Family Peter sat in the country club dining room listening to his wife Cynthia and his daughter Winona complain. They were complaining about Winona's fiancée. Cynthia had never liked or approved of Jerrod and took every opportunity to vent her dislike of him. Over the years the sweet, caring, kind and thoughtful woman he had married had...
I sat there and stared at her incredulously. It took a few seconds for what she had said to register and in those few seconds my mind went back in time. I'd met Tanya Louise Marshall on the first day of school when I started the eighth grade. She had just moved to town and didn't know anyone in the class. From the first time I'd laid eyes on her I was lost....
I was waiting to board an airplane that would take me from Atlanta to home. I'd been sitting and people watching when she came into the boarding area and took a seat. I recognized her right away even though it had been twelve years since I'd last seen her. Shayleen Murphy had been my fantasy girl from the time I'd first laid eyes on her the first day of cla...
Love is something that I have a hard time understanding. Love is only an emotion right? So how can an emotion make you stupid? How can love cause you to do things that no man in his right mind would even consider? It was a little late for me to be asking the question. The damage has already been done. ++++++++++++++++++ I met Stella in middle school. I sta...