It was a cold, rainy Friday morning. I was at work already, driving to my first pickup. You see, I work for a company that picks up donated goods from people's homes & business, something like The Salvation Army & Goodwill, however, I work for neither. Anyways it was about 7am when I reached my first stop, and I sluggishly got out of the truck and grabbed t...
As I stand in front of the mirror, critiquing my appearance, the doorbell rings. My heart starts to beat a little faster. I take a deep breath and open the door. What a wonderful surprise! You’re wearing a navy pinstripe suit, light blue shirt, and striped tie. The colors enhance those wonderful blue eyes and gray hair. I finally notice that you’re offering...
It could have been worse. Much much worse. The news had described the disease as being completely incurable, unbelievably infective, and unstoppably lethal. The plague seemed to mutate every day, giving experts no time to formulate a treatment. Even hazmat suits and respiratory masks became pointless as even workers in sealed underground labs were taken ill....
I hated Halloween with a passion. It was such an overdone holiday and every year the candies and decorations arrived on door shelves earlier and earlier. This year I was in the local Target at the end of August and there was the display of orange and black crap. It's ridiculous. What I hate the most, of course, is that what is supposed to be a fun evening f...
After reading Redlyte "it's my all my fault" I sat there pissed. She does all this to her husband and wants to stay married. I don't know what Redlyte had planned but I would want to kill the bitch. * I guess life is what we make of it. I am finally healing after all the time I spent in the hospital over what later turned out to be an unprovoked attack by...
Here I sit on a rough hewn windowsill, amidst gnarled branches strumming wretched anthems on shards of glass. Ah, this is a fine day, the first day of spring. At the start of spring, the landscape here bears little difference from that of winter, existing as a theoretical axis- a turning point promising better days to come. We've had an odd winter this year;...
The following story is completely true, I lived it I changed our names just in case someone discovers it. We are still married and still in love. Over the 54 years of our marriage we have experienced many wonderful stories which I will add as I go on. It was February 1963; we had only been married a little over a month. I had booked a room at the guest hous...
I visited Roger at his family's place, a farm down in eastern Tennessee. His mom was off in Europe someplace but his dad was there and he was extremely nice. We stayed in a guest room that had two beds. Roger and I had never had sex, though I think both of us were more than willing. Anyway we slept great the first night, the windows open, crickets singing up...
Hi Guys My name is Julie; a long time reader of Literotica, one of a small group of similar ladies, all of us friends for quite a number of years. We are not youngsters, at present the youngest of us is in her fifties. The group is not a closed arena, some will arrive, and some alas will depart. Some of us were married, some not, some divorced, and some wid...
The alarm woke my tired ass up at 9 am that Sunday morning, and I was in no fucking mood for that! I had just moved back into my family home after losing everything but my shirt, or so it felt, in a nasty divorce. Probably the only reason that my ex didn't go after alimony was that she knew that if she pushed that far, the judge would realize that I had less...