Louise awoke the next morning alone in her small bed, as usual. She thought back on her evening with Jerri while she lay in bed. There had been a certain sexual tension between them. If Jerri hadn't acted so aggressive, she might have been convinced to give it a try. Louise had always pushed back against bullies of all kinds. It was part of her family's uniq...
Late! I can't believe I was late for my first class. I was currently lost and running through Diggs Hall looking for room 398. "Where the hell is it?" I said to myself. After being at this University for nearly 4 years you would think I would have some sense of direction but I feel as lost as ever. Since the fire burned the old Diggs Hall down and with enou...
"I saw Cynthia Larsen at the grocery store today. She told me Jack came home to run the family business while his brother, Jeff, recovers from his accident," stated Brenda Johnson to her daughter, Laura. "Jack?" asked Laura, as she suddenly decided to place a can of peas as deeply into the pantry as possible. "Yes, Jack. You remember him, don't you? He's y...
Warning: this chapter features boobs, breasts in tight spaces, tits, falling skirts, contrived coincidences dicks, swaps of all kinds, menageries of mismatched parts, body swaps, dog parks, last chances, machine gun swapping, final decisions, impossible choices, a last chance for revenge, a last chance to set things right, and a clock slowly ticking down....
Hello, everyone. I hope you read the previous chapter and enjoyed it. This story is a continuation of the Shadows of Resentment series. In this chapter, we learn if they find a way to make their relationship work. Again, let me reiterate, I am no expert on anything military, so I used my imagination freely here. It is not my intention to offend any of the g...
The truck moved smoothly along the interstate as we crossed Northern Pennsylvania. My brother Tom and I were headed for another weekend of bike racing in New Hampshire. This event was like the six others we had attended since school ended in May. The only difference was a special ladies race on Saturday night. A typical weekend event consisted of travel on...
Micheal Scott McKinley sat on his bunk absently reading a seven year old wrinkled and dusty copy of a dated National Geographic from the prison library. An article about a failed attempt by several mountaineers to scale Mount Everest had vaguely caught his eye. Being an adrenaline junkie his whole life, McKinley had sill not gotten use to the stale, monoto...
I was sitting at a table in one of the many restaurants on this ship, looking at Sydney Harbour as the ship slowly moved towards the open sea. I was reflecting on the rush I had to travel one thousand kilometres from Melbourne to Sydney in time for the midday departure of this cruise. First, the rush by taxi to the Greyhound Terminal for the overnight bus to...
“Ok Mrs. Johnson. I will tell the doctor that you will be in around 5:30. No It’s my pleasure, I’ll see you then,” Elisa Patterson said as she hung up the phone and made a mental note to tell her husband about Mrs. Johnson’s appointment. Elisa Patterson and her husband Dr. Michele Patterson had been married for 8 years and were the parents of two lovely g...
INTRO I have to start by apologizing for the lengthy intro, but this story is so outside of what I would write that I feel the need to explain it. I have recently reached out to people who are into the cuckold genre. If anyone has paid attention to my comments, they will realize that a common theme of mine is to respect each other's desires and try to lear...