The following is a follow-up to my recent Dinner with Gary story. It took place about a week after our dinner meeting at the restaurant where his neighbor Kevin worked. It's quite a bit longer that my usual by I think well worth keeping with it. As always, I welcome your comments and please vote. For those of you who have not read any of my previous stories...
5. The hardest part about starting a new relationship is learning how to fart silently again. Okay, maybe it's not THE toughest thing, but it's a tough one; when you've spent years' staying on your own, in the cheapest hotels, having to think about things like that comes as a shock to the system. Then, add the fact that you're not entirely sure what kind o...
As told to WildaRaven Leroy Wheeler was fifty-one years of age when he accepted a position as Supervisor of Maintenance at the Wood Hall apartments. Two hundred and twenty apartments sprawling across fourteen acres of beautiful rolling hills well shaded with Oak trees. It really is a beautiful place to live. However the place was getting a few years on it a...
This is the second time I've written this story as when I sent it to my amazing editor, I did a cut and paste faux pas and accidentally copied chapter I onto it. Arrrrgh!! It is a work of fiction. There are references to people in my first set of chapters but all of those names were changed, so it's safe to call this a work of fiction. I hope you enjoy! As...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
Luka woke up again after we had passed Camarthen and it was dark so she had no idea where we were when she sat up and looked out of the car. She looked at me with a slightly surprised look. "We have been travelling for a long time. I did not think that Britain was so big." "Well normally it's not but we've moved onto the bit of the map that says 'Here be D...
Part Two: The Major Lift CHAPTER 4 One. Okay, Two. Three... The phone quits on the fourth ring. Again. Whoever's been trying so hard to get ahold of me these last two weeks (and I'm pretty sure that it is the repeated attempts of just one person) has long since ascertained just when the machine is going to pick up. Since they aren't inclined to lea...
Part one; Learning to Share My teenage and early twenties had seen my overloaded sex hormones go wild. I was a randy sod who wanked as often as I could, fucked when I had the chance and was always game for anything. On holiday with some friends to Ibiza, I was the one who shagged most nights, I was the one who let a transvestite suck me off in front of my m...
Notice the Scent of an aroused female. Detect her arousal and her betrayal. The innate ability to smell things others don't quite get, or before anyone else smells them has always been with me. It both blesses and curses me. In a crowded elevator, stinky crotches, smelly feet bad breath, unwashed sweaty bodies and clothes always smell stronger to me than...
I met Jamie at a friend's party several months back. I was in the backyard talking on my phone when she came out to smoke a cigarette. She was alone, so when I was done with my call I decided to sit down with her. She looked to be about 20 years old, 5' 4", and around 120 pounds. She had long, straight black hair, light blue eyes, and pale white skin spotted...