Some time had passed since the events at the community theater. (Read the Tale of Mrs. Teresa Scalia) Summer had arrived and the weather had warmed. Both Barbara Anderson’s and Terri Scalia’s sons were on the town’s Little League team. Both mothers attended the games, but kept a diplomatic distance from each other. On the surface, things appeared to be calm....
To all my readers who enjoy inter-racial love and mature love, this is the second story in the Ebony Mother Series that I hope you will enjoy. I will be writing other stories to the series along with other stories you will also enjoy reading. I wish I knew the answer to what attracts a man like me to me to be so attracted to older mature women. I also wish...
This is the first time she has been in the house during poker night, and has strict instructions not to come down once the play has commenced. She has even parked her car in a lay-by around the corner from the house so as not to alert the guests to her presence -- so strictly adhered-to is the no-girls rule. She hears them all arrive, and downstairs the cus...
After an excruciatingly long week, the weekend had finally arrived. Jay had a week packed with appointments, and none of them had resulted in sales, something that didn't leave him to pleased. He was looking forward to a stress relieving weekend, and this weekend had potential. He and Missy were going to kick back and relax around the house. Jay's best buddy...
I am a 33 year old Asian guy. I am from a country in South East Asia. I am 5 feet 9 inches tall, black hair, about 70 kg. Some people say I am quite good looking but they say that in my country. I am married with a 3 years old daughter. My profession is a medical doctor, and I graduated from my home country. My wife is a pretty Asian girl with perky breasts...
Once a week I find time to have a day to myself. With all the stress of work, and a hectic social life I find that it can be the day in the week that I really look forward to. My time, I call it. I have a lie in and wake whenever my body tells me to not when the alarm does! Then I get up, have a coffee and head down to the small and intimate five-star hotel...
Dear Jen, This is probably the most difficult thing I've ever had to write. I'm writing in desperation and because I love you so much. I know that I was the one to suggest an open marriage. I had just had my ego stroked by the redheaded woman you saw me with at the club last night. She made me feel like I was still desirable when she flirted with me last w...
This happened several years ago. I relive it in my mind now and then and wish it could be repeated every time I do. I all began innocently enough, after all I was at a family holiday gathering at the home of my brothers wife's sister. The only family member missing was my niece, Ashlee, she would be arriving later as she had to work a few hours that Christm...
Sara, Sara, her name is Sara. Her name was Sara until she became "Mistress" to me, but I remember her now. My mind is working erratically, seems to be turning on and off like a- Darkness. Am I unconscious? I can feel ropes around my wrists but not much else... Sweet Jesus, they've left me here to die. I don't know how long I'll be here, I don't know how...
Spring is the dullest time of year here in Jerusalem. All the men in the city are gone to fight in the army, and I have no one to talk to. There are women still around, but now that everyone's husband is gone there's little to gossip about. Some women come over and talk about their children, but I don't have any so I can only listen to their stories and nod...