I was headed home on leave when our bus hit a roadblock. The police were looking for something and they were searching all of the vehicles, our bus included. It wasn=t much of a delay, but it was just enough to miss my connecting bus. When I checked at the information counter, I found that I was going to have a delay of several hours before the next bus. No...
As a regular visitor to the Netherlands to visit relatives in the Havre, I normally fly or on occasion use the Euro tunnel. However, on a whim this last June (2015), I opted for the cross channel ferry from Harwich. I had a few days annual leave to use up, so was in no rush and hoped to do some sightseeing, as well as seeing loved ones. It was on the return...
There comes a time in life when a simple photograph will trigger fond memories for us old folk and this one took me back some 20 odd years. A couple of years after the death of my wife, my son chose to live with me and did so up until he went to university some 200 miles away. He was a popular lad and whenever he was back home the house always seemed alive,...
It's Friday afternoon, almost time to go home for the weekend. My husband and son are in California by now for their fishing trip, but I couldn't leave my employees without someone to handle crises. I'd just gotten out of a very important conference call, but wasn't feeling jazzed as I usually did. I'm feeling lonely, no one is waiting at home for me and I r...
It was a cool, late Friday night and the club was banging. There were people all over the dance floor getting down with the rhythmic beats of the up tempo blaring music. I was standing in the corner drinking a Miller Lite when I saw a beautiful Asian girl in a short silky black skirt and tight, glittering, red open necked casual blouse. She had on a pair of...
After 20 yrs. of living life in the rat race, working 8 - 5 every Monday through Friday, I decided it had to end. I needed to escape, do something that meant something to me, to find my passion in life. I had earned enough money, but I was not happy, hell what good was money if you had nothing that enthused a person? I loved to camp, hike, and what a better...
Letter from the Author: This is a story about an older promiscuous woman who loves sex and is not ashamed of it. She knowingly commits adultery and likes to be dominated and even humiliated. If you have any moral issues with this, please go read another story. If you have read the previous chapters, you know that I ghost write this series from material from...
Letter from the Author: This is a story about an older promiscuous woman who loves sex and is not ashamed of it. She knowingly commits adultery and likes to be dominated and even humiliated. If you have any moral issues with this, please go read another story. Goamz86 Addison was walking the beach in her bikini, showing off her body as she liked to do, w...
I came into the room and found her sitting on the sofa. She was intently looking at a tourist pamphlet of some sort. Her legs were crossed underneath her and her skirt was spread tight and open exposing her golden tuft of pussy hair that she knows drives me wild. She saw me and looked up to smile up at me. She stayed on the sofa but spoke in a very soft voic...
Yawning, Heather triple checked the plan for the run later, while drinking wonderfully hot hazelnut coffee out of her favorite pig mug. The target was going to be at the Starbucks at exactly 7:45pm, as he had done every Saturday for the past 7 years, where he will order his usual: a low-fat skim milk caramel-macchiato with exactly 1 and a quarter inches of w...