Chapter 2 -- At the point It was our anniversary a few years back and myself and my wife decided to go out to a posh restaurant and spend a bit time in comfort. We normally go to pizza place up the road, but this time we were going to enjoy the evening, unknowingly to my wife, I had other ideas and games to play. I had been thinking for a long time how I c...
Is this story true or not; you tell me. To some, this is a love story, others may feel this is sick, to me; it is something that hasn’t been achieved to this date. It all started, when I turned 18, just out of high school. The beginning of time, I met the man I still love today. I was out one evening at a local bar with friends of mine. Entering the esta...
We were very young when we married and hubby's job didn't pay much. I think when this happened I was maybe 19 or 20 and hubby is two years older. I was a skinny little blonde girl trying to look sexy for my husband and anyone who would look. This story is about the only time I worked. Come with me to the tiny town south of where we lived in the mid west. I...
Chapter 6: Decision Point Carter’s Club & Restaurant November 6, 9:35 p.m. Willow opted for a black evening gown with a scoop neck. It was a simple gown that offset her flowing red hair rather well. The scoop neck showed off her ample bosom and pale skin to maximum effect. She also wore opera length gloves that gave her a gothic look. Dixie, not to be out...
It was on her thirtieth birthday that my wife found out about the excitements of exhibitionism. I had thrown a party for her at a local restaurant. She had got all dolled up (which meant that she was wearing very little). The flimsy satin mini dress she wore over G-string and nothing else had me salivating before we even went out. Anyway the party went real...
Wil stared up at the grey building that loomed over him. He'd parked his car down the street and walked to find the address, since the road had a crater-sized hole in it. It looked like some roadwork had been abandoned in this area. Now that he looked around at the other buildings, it didn't look like anyone lived here -- at least not anymore. He looked at t...
Inside Gillette Stadium we found our seats pretty easily. We brought jackets and three blankets in case we got cold. When we first sat down we sat Diane, Jose', Almond, Kasumi, me and then Ann. Someone watching would have seen that at the end of the first quarter the ladies changed seats and it became Almond, Jose', Kasumi, Ann, me and Diane. During half-tim...
It's a hot summer day. The sun is beating down everything it can get it's hands on and the dog is panting on the front porch. Thankfully, I'm inside, in front of my computer, with A/C and a cool glass of sweet tea. Tapping away at my keyboard, my cell phone lights up beside me. I casually flip it open. A text message from a long lost love... The "one that go...
Another week, another Friday night spent solo. Sitting at the computer terminal inside the Carleton University laboratory, Ishmael Rosenberg Teshale sighed deeply. It wasn't easy being him. He'd been living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for over a year and could still count his friends on one hand. Friday night and he had nothing better to do t...
On a warm spring evening, I was to meet with a woman that I had only known through the internet. I didn't know much about this young beauty, but that she liked rock, has tattoos, several body piercings, and was hot as hell. After several months of conversing and casual flirting, I had finally gotten the balls to ask her on a date. I did not tell her where we...