My friend Linda and I hadn't been out in a long time and decided to meet to catch up. We met at a local bar and grill for dinner and drinks making small talk. We are both happily married but don't get out much. Life at our age is quite routine, focused more on work and tending to the home now that our kids are older. After years of marriage and some aging, t...
Dysfunctional families come in all different shapes, sizes, and forms -- and as far as any family goes, mine was no more or less dysfunctional than any of the other families that grew up around me. Nevertheless, we certainly have had our fair share of dysfunction, and my older sister, Gail, is the perfect example of that fact. Even though we were born six y...
This is my 2nd story. Like the first one, the events in this story are also factual. I hope you enjoy. Happy reading! * Very few things in life will cause a man's pride to suffer more than finding himself unexpectedly without a job, a means to support his family. It's a sick feeling that doesn't go away. Every day of unemployment deepens the feeling of dre...
I had to write this down and I am trembling as I relive it. I just had my first real experience as a girl this past weekend. To give you a little background, I have been dressing and practicing (wink-wink) in private for some time. I never quite had the guts to go through with anything but my online fantasy experiences with Scott did that all in! Scott an...
It was fortuitous that Allen appeared on the scene almost immediately after Bill moved (permanently as it turned out) to Europe, and a coincidence that, as with Bill, he first met Betty at an otherwise innocuous social event. However, that’s where the similarities in circumstances ended. Allen, unlike Bill, was married. His wife was, as we learned later, awa...
"Erica, I don't know if we should be doing this," he said almost whisper like, as if there was a hidden microphone in the hotel elevator. "Don't chicken out on me now. You're the one who wanted to meet up, remember?" She invaded his space, and playfully tugged the cuff of his shirt. "Talking about it is one thing, but actually doing it--" She kissed him h...
My wife is a bright and beautiful lady. The adventure I'm about to share with you happened when she was about thirty years old. For some odd reason that I can't explain, the thought of my wife having sex with another man turns me on. She would never agree to it, of course, but when I shared my fantasy with her, and described all of the naughty behaviors I wo...
You never liked expressing yourself, or even having someone express themselves to you. You didn't like any sign of sentimental outreach, and you probably will never read this. But, I understood why; I know that the time before you and I was one of an emotional desert, dry and unforgiving. I never thought I would be reluctant to leave. I never thought I would...
The constant pounding of the headboard against our shared wall was both annoying and exciting. Our neighbors were clearly enjoying themselves – especially Cheryl, given her many obscene cries – and Jenni and I were definitely enjoying listening to their "radio show." Cheryl's loud vocalizations suddenly ceased, although the pounding of the headboard agains...
Our first year of college was almost finished. Since I was taking an astronomy course, one of the rare night classes offered at the college, I had the absolute worst exam slot for my final final exam of the year: 7:30PM-10:30PM on a Friday night. With the exception of the graduating Seniors and the sixty or so students enrolled in the two night classes of th...