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Second Chance

by Ygraine on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

"Care to chance your arm in Dublin?" The voice on the other end of the phone was bright and cheerful in the midday office gloom. "Somehow I've been given the job of organising a weekend away. Would you like to come?" Donna gazed at the pile of papers on her desk, each one shouting it's own insoluble problem. "Yes, I'd love to. When is it and how much will...

Second Chance

by finch1750 on Sep 14, 2017
First Time

Tiffany couldn't believe it had already been four years since she had last seen him. Four years since she gave him that letter. She couldn't imagine what she would feel like when she saw him again. They had still talked to each other over the years, but this was so different. She saw him driving through campus in the car he had talked about since he was a se...

Second Chance

by B.B. Monroe on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

He showed up early and she answered the door in a big t-shirt, tight jeans, and wet hair. He helped himself to a beer and made a few phone calls while she finished getting dressed. It'd be their last night together for a couple of years and she wanted to make sure he remembered her fondly. They discussed work, relationships, and everything else until she m...

Second Chance

by Jenny_Jackson on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

I would like to thank Blacksnake for the story idea. This is his story and would not have been written if not for him. August 1991 Carman opened her eyes and stretched. The morning sun that beamed through the Levelor blinds bathed the room in a warm glow. She blinked against the light then swung her feet onto the floor and stood. Turning back to the bed,...

Second Chance?

by imhapless on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

At the start of my tale I was a reasonably happy married man with a wife who was definitely "my type," and a three year old son and seven year old daughter. I had been married to Angela for ten years – we wed the year that we both graduated college. Angela is "my type" because she is big (not fat, just big; five feet eleven inches tall, a size 10, with only...

Second Chance

by Lefreak on Sep 15, 2017
Mature

Steve Winter was a forty-three year old psychologist working for the human resource department of a big firm. His job was to administer various psychometric tests, to score them and write interpretative reports. It was a rather boring job, hardly a challenge for someone working twenty years in the field. But Steve Winter didn't mind. He was never an ambitiou...

Second Chance

by mikoli5763 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I met my second wife in the local supermarket on a Sunday afternoon when I saw a 6' tall, blonde, blue-eyed, busty, and very beautiful middle age woman walking toward me with an older man. When they passed me, I noticed in a glance neither of them were wearing rings on their left ring fingers. I decided I wanted to meet her and try to get her to go out to di...

Second Chance

by secretsxywriter on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I didn't know where we were going. They never told me. I was in the passenger seat, John was driving, and David had his face between us, his arms on the tops of our seats as he leaned forward from the backseat. He was begging for disaster if John were to slam on the brakes. John was my boyfriend, but not for much longer if things didn't straighten themselv...

Second Chance

by HnyscklRose4 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

**Thanks for reading my story. Your input is greatly appreciated, so please take a moment to vote and let me know your thoughts. Thanks again, and enjoy!! ~Rose** * "Sarah!" I turned at the sound of my name, never imagining at that moment what the night had in store for me. I looked through the crowd of people shooting pool and throwing darts in the bar,...

Second Chance

by IntenseQuiet on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Deanna grew irritated as she waited for the doors of the subway car to slide open. After what felt like an eternity, the balky doors gave way and the heat from the nearby exit washed over her as she quickly stepped out onto the platform. Hoisting her bag higher up on her shoulder, she picked her way through the throng of early morning workaholics and reached...