The original (part 1) of Party, Party, Party was originally intended as a short stand-alone story. Then having created the characters I decided to see how I could develop the story. Inevitably this assumes that the reader is familiar with ch.1 and there are references which hopefully will make sense at the end. Derek, her husband always fell asleep when...
To the literary purists - As with all my stories, I act in the role of narrator. This is a short story specifically designed to fit on one page. As such, there is no character development and no witty dialogue. I am not writing the next great novel. To everyone else, I hope you enjoy. ***** I don't know what finally triggered it. Was it my years of cajolin...
It was a warm summer when I turned nineteen. I'd just finished my first year at OSU, and I was still living at home with my parents. I was hanging with my old high school girlfriend Roxanne, we were best friends. We'd doubled many times, and had a lot of fun together. Roxy told me about a pool party that some of the "cool" Grove City crowd were having. Some...
Jennifer and David were in their late 30's, very late 30's, actually maybe crossing into their 40's. They never had children. Each of them had a serious routine of fitness and appreciated each other's efforts. Her size 6, D cup frame got attention whenever she was out. It was topped off with very shiny shoulder length brunette locks and emerald green eyes. D...
I averaged two art classes per week during the two 5-week summer sessions. Going to Katherine's office after each class became my regular routine. I kept her updated on my schedule, and, except for two days in early July, she was always there when I arrived. I would strip completely and masturbate to completion for her just as I had done those first two time...
He watched her as she maneuvered her way through the room. The rhythm of her hips mesmerised him. For a moment it looked like she was coming straight to him. Her high cheekbones and deep blue eyes entranced him. Then she turned and disappeared into the crowded hall. Steve heard Marie chattering beside him. "It's a lovely party isn't it Steve? I wonder who t...
Note: This story is the thirty-sixth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous thirty-five episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I st...
It couldn't have really happened. Could it? Maybe it was just a dream, a twisted result of my uncontrollable desires. Man, my head is killing me. I definitely had way too much to drink last night. As I turn to see Bridgid blissfully sleeping beside me, there is no sign of anything out of the ordinary. I lie in bed and try to think through the fog of my hang-...
I'm not much of a party guy, but everyone said it was supposed to be a great party. Okay, why not. John was a friend of mine, and he always seemed to attract more than his share of hot looking women. Maybe a dozen people were at John's house that night, but all the women were good looking. I did not regret taking time to stop by. Most of the people were dow...
This particular Saturday afternoon was the same as any other. The Florida sun shone high in the bright blue sky and it was hot out. Fortunately for Jim and Elsie they were going to an afternoon pina colada pool party. Once a month they got together with their friends Evan, Char, Ford and his flavor of the month. This particular party always hosted at Evan an...