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Steve and Mark were at Dan's house shooting hoops in his driveway. They had all been friends since elementary. They practically grew up in each other's homes. Now they were 18 and getting ready to head off to college in a few weeks. They were all accepted at the same school, which was pretty cool. They liked going over to Dan's house. The older they got, th...
Bill and I have been golfing for years. One of the things I have enjoyed is getting his slant on current events, since he is more than a dozen years younger than I am and, shudder, a democrat. Yeah, I'm one of those, a Midwestern, gun toting, bible thumping conservative. Well, maybe not quite bible thumping, but otherwise I fit that stereotypical conservativ...
Andy headed for Chicago in the mid-size Volvo he'd been driving that Francis and Evan Archer had purchased for him and the company senior management people had chipped in and presented him with a Bulova Wittnauer black ceramic diamond dress watch. "Evan, Frances, you guys... you have been great to work with," he choked at the presentations and had to blow h...
It was a fantastic honeymoon. A single week in a one room croft on a Scottish island in the middle of October would not seem to have a lot going for it but it was pure magic. Sarah and I must have spent the whole seven days with our anatomies conjoined in one way or another. We were particularly fortunate with the weather for that time of year and did occasi...
Bill and Joy Jones was a happily married young couple, living on a small farm that had been in his family for over a hundred years. They were America’s idea of the perfect couple. Both were 25 years old, very good looking, and just made for each other. They met in college and when they graduated they married and set about creating the good life. She was a t...
That week, Maria and Dick enjoyed their honeymoon by lazing in the haystack, making love as often as they liked, and exploring the area. Dick admitted he had never dared ramble on the moors, his mother's tales of people drowning and disappearing had scared him so badly he never tried, except when Dennis accompanied him so Dick could go fishing. But now Maria...
Gloria's story: My husband, Peter, is police commissioner of our large southwestern city, and he's walking a very fine line between protecting the public from illegal sexual activities versus actively participating in them. Yes, his vice squad continually attempts to tamp down prostitution, pimps, and sexual slavery. But, on the other hand, he gives protect...
It might be erotic to imagine one's wife as a stripper or whore. But both are frightening prospects if there's the likelihood that neither will remain mere fantasy. That was the case now as I looked at the hooded slut, strung up helpless with a dripping cunt that was my wife and know she willingly entered such a state. Surely she offered no resistance to att...
A little time had passed since Melissa quit working at the club. She still had vivid memories and occasional flashbacks and felt the exhilarating rush of adrenaline flow through her body when she thought about those wild nights. It started as a bit of exhibitionism with her wearing the club's skimpy uniform while serving drinks, it quickly progressed to her...