I first met Peggy on a three-day weekend at a ski resort area in northern New Hampshire named North Conway. My friends from Boston had decided it was time to learn how to ski and we searched for low priced deals on lodging in the area. One place looked particularly good. It was a huge old wooden hotel on the outskirts of the town and was not only inexpensive...
PRELUDE "You should do it Rob. You will have a great time. I know how much you like the outdoors," my girlfriend Peggy said. "I don't know Peg. It's for two months and I don't want to be away that long," I replied. "Listen, I am going to be gone for six weeks with my girlfriends so we would be apart anyway. My brother is looking forward to this project an...
After a long day at work, Peggy was not in the mood to deal with rude assholes on the subway. One would think a few years of Sex Magic would make any man wary of being disrespectful of a woman, but not every guy was as appreciative of the power a Sex Mage could wield. Case in point, the subway car was packed with businesswomen and men heading home from work...
Tom walked in the front door of his suburban home mid-morning on Wednesday. He hadn't been there since the previous Sunday. All he wanted to do was pick up a few things and leave again. He had expected his wife, Peggy, to be gone to work. Tom went to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee and noticed the handcuffs and the strip of duct tape still lying on the c...
My thanks to R. P. Weston and Fred Murray who, in 1910, wrote the song that inspired this story, and to Herman's Hermits, who released a successful recording of it in 1965. Henry Marsh is my name. At least, that's how I've always pronounced my first name, but all my Cockney friends and neighbors know me and address me as "'Ennery" and I have started to do...
Chapter 1 Kyle Whitley was getting tight. He wasn't falling down drunk yet, but he was getting there. That was why he was trying to fumble open the sliding patio door leading out to Paul and Ann's rear deck. It was a nice one, solid as a rock. They'd only had it for a couple of weeks. After having seen it earlier in the evening, Kyle was thinking of buildin...
Author's note: First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story. This is a continuation of a long story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order. Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so. P...
This is the fourth in my series about Jack and Kay and the Barron women. However, it recalls enough of the background at the beginning that it can be read as a stand-alone story. A late afternoon summer storm had cleared the air and released the smell of greasewood and fresh moist earth. Two couples were making their way hand in hand across the desert from...
A thousand thanks to Lovelyinlingerie for the editing. ***** At last, the time to meet with the couple we'd been chatting with for such a long time had arrived! We'd met through a dating site and clicked immediately. As time had passed, we'd opened up and shared some of our fantasies with one another. What intrigued us most was that there was an underlying...
Author's note: First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story. This is a continuation of a long story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order. Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so. Th...