Chapter 11. Pool. Ann decided that she wanted a swimming pool. I asked her what was wrong with the campus pool. She replied that we cannot go skinny-dipping in the campus pool. I decided that she had a point. We talked to a pool contractor and came up with a plan to build a small pool in the woods. It was late in the season to build pools so the contra...
It had now been three weeks since we had entered the new relationship that she had forced upon us with her discretions. Maybe it had started innocently enough, but her visit to a club late at night without me or my knowledge had resulted in our relationship changing dramatically. We now lived with the knowledge that she was dependant on me, she relied on my...
It was our second date, and it was time to fuck. I had Charlene on her couch, spooning her as she lay on her right side, my hard cock poised and ready to enter her. I love that particular position, because not only can my cock enter deeply yet at a leisurely, mutually comfortable pace, but it also leaves both hands free, one to play with her nipples, which...
As sun was setting over the tiny purple teeth of the far away Rocky Mountains, the engine of the racing car seemed to hum along to the song on the radio... as if one was made for the other. My husband beside me, was fast asleep as I speed us down the desolate freeway on the high plains of Eastern Colorado. He had driven all day through Iowa and Nebraska and...
The master of ceremonies, what an officious and odious term for this piss-ant lecture series, introduced me and stepped back as the audience politely applauded. I stood up from the folding chair, praying I wouldn't have to sit in it again when I finished my speech, and walked to the podium. It was wide, wooden lectern, the kind you used to see presidents and...
If Craig had a second to look up while waiting on his customer he might have noticed that the car that drove up and parked in front of his furniture store was a VW Vanagon. And if he had seen the car park and the normal looking middle aged couple get out and stroll into his store it might not have sunken in that this could be John and Elizabeth making their...
This is a short story about how fast things can go in the shitter and the unplanned retribution when it does. I don't really know where this story came from, but with my weird mind I'm not surprised. Even if there are no wives or sex in this story I decided to put it in the Loving Wives category, which seems to be the place to put retaliation type stories....
Ever paused to wonder what makes one man a hero and what's different that makes another, a villain? All of life, I lived by the directive to do what felt right, what felt good, what felt fun. I developed quite the sense of humor and a taste for things of a wide variety. I even got pretty good at telling stories, but it took me a long time to be able to tell...
This is my first attempt at writing erotica. The story is true; at least it is as best as I can convey the events. Please feel free to comment. Constructive comments will help me with my future attends at writing erotica and conveying my sexual experiences. * A job transfer brought me to Phoenix in early July 1993. The transfer had all the markings of a g...
Authors Note: In order to protect this story from unnecessary slander, I have decided to put in this quick note. This story includes a character that manages to breastfeed a child without ever having given birth herself. Apparently, there is a common misconception that this is impossible. Although that may be true for some women, it does not apply to all wom...