"August" They were on their second drink in fifteen minutes, and David could already tell this was going to a spectacular vacation. He and Kelly had arrived at the hotel frazzled from the four-hour car ride, the traffic, the worry that Kelly's parents would be able to handle their kids for three whole days, but it had all melted away almost instantly. The l...
As anyone who has ever been divorced will know, you can get rid of the wife, but you can't get rid of the life. Looking back on it, I realize now that my biggest judgment error had been becoming friends with my wife's relatives. After Jane and I divorced, her brother and sisters were very supportive of me, in a patronizing, head-patting sort of way. I had t...
AUTHOR'S NOTE Vandemonium1 and CreativityTakesCourage have collaborated again. As per both our natural leanings there are consequences for the wrongdoer, but please be warned if you are a hardcore BTBer you will probably be left wanting. Sorry! Maybe next time! We hope you will sit back, relax, maybe have a drink, and enjoy a little escapism with us. +...
Hi! Thank you for reading my story. A couple of points to know: I don't like writing wank porn. I want to write full-fleshed stories with plot, character, drama and tension. This is chapter 6 of what I hope will be a long ongoing story, but I will only write additional parts if people want to read them. Events in this chapter pick up the morning after the...
This story will have at least three parts. Somewhere in the three parts these things will show up: (they are not listed in order of appearance) new bras, menopause, a funeral, dildos, honesty, a 4some, mfmf, mmf, mfm, mm, a cruise, a crocodile, trading husbands/wives, sex toys, new friends, family, suckling, nudity, harnesses, coitus and oral sex. All that...
A BLUE CHRISTMAS In July ChloeTzang created an event "In a Sunburned Country" and invited writers to write a story based in Australia timed to coincide with the Melbourne Cup, which is about as important to Aussies as New Year's Eve is to Scots, St Patrick's Day ... etc etc. This is my rather irreverent but affectionate offering in my attempt at narrating...
This is the third and last of the "Letters from the Attic" series. I hope you enjoy it. Jill stood in front of the bathroom mirror, turned, and posed. She didn't think of it as posing, more like an extensive visual check-up. She liked what she saw, finally. She was in the best shape she'd been in years. The tiny white thong she wore was beautiful. It was a...
Chapter 1 Yet another lonely night set Tiffany Burton-Jones thinking yet again that her biggest mistake of the past decade had been getting married. Her husband Tim was selfish and neglected her, and in satisfying his business ambitions was probably being unfaithful to her as well. He was away from home such a lot and for so long that a couple of times sh...
In the morning, Patrick engineered an excuse to get Winston alone. It actually wasn't much of an excuse; both of them loved golfing. But the end result was that Amanda had Kerri all to herself. She was scared she'd get all sorts of grilling from Kerri over breakfast, but maybe Patrick had stopped that too: Winston took his wife aside for a palm-cupped commen...
He put his hands on her hips, his chest to her back with his head next to hers. "I have always wanted to see you in the sun, but never dreamed I would get to." He kissed the top of Bianca's head, "But there is something going on here and I don't know what it is. I know I am getting more powerful and now it seems you are as well," he said, moving his arms t...