It's not pleasant growing old. They tell you when you retire from work that you can relax into your twilight years, and see out your days in peace and tranquillity. Well, I'm – let's say 70-something – now, and ever since I left the job I'd loved for over 40 years, lecturing in Classical Mythology at Girton College, Cambridge, my life has been in a constant...
I had just finished my shower and was toweling off in front of the balcony window, when I heard the doorbell ring. I draped my short terry cloth robe around me and headed to the door. I opened it, and there was the pool service man I was expecting a little later. A tall, dark man, with clear blue eyes and quite handsome, wearing a short cutoffs and a t-shirt...
"Hi, Baby," I say to you over the phone, "Can you still make it out tonight?" I anxiously await your response. "Yes," you whisper into the receiver, "I'll be there at 8." "I don't think you can see me smiling, but you must know that I am, right? I'll see you there. Oh, and Ashleigh," I ask, waiting for your response. "Yeah, I'm still here,Sugar," you say....
*James and Daniel belong to me. Have fun with them, please don't steal them. ____________________________________ I closed the door behind me, the alarm beeping softly in it's one-two time, and wiggled the handle to make sure it was locked. Narrowly avoiding a fresh wad of pink soft looking bubblegum, I bent and picked up the trash bag waiting for me in t...
"Peter? Peter Holladay? The dentist is ready to see you now. Second one on the left, okay?" I looked up from my phone and turned on my best confident-but-cool smile, but Amy had already turned away to field an incoming call. I mooched down the hall trying not to let that sting, but when you're eighteen every time a girl doesn't even notice you're alive you...
Pool Party with Surf and Turf An erotic story based on a true event. Names and places have been changed to protect the participant's identities. ***** "Can I bring my sister?" I hesitated, staring at my phone. I didn't know Lyn had a sister. "Yes of course, the more the merrier," I answered back. "Great!" Lyn exclaimed, "See you on Friday." Friday e...
Worst. Hookup. Ever. Disclaimer: 1. This story is completely true. Nothing about this story is fiction in any way, shape or form. 2. I hate chocolate. Trust me, this is pertinent for this story. 3. This is my first story on here, so constructive feedback is always welcomed. Just recently I met up with a friend of mine, "Coco" for lack of a better nicknam...
As Emily walked out of her bed room she found Tom standing there waiting for her in the hallway with a look of disappointment. "What's wrong?" she asked. "You're going dressed like that?" he replied. "I see nothing wrong with what I'm wearing." Emily was wearing a navy blue blouse with the top two buttons undone, a black skirt that went down to just belo...
Dear reader, This story is my first submission to Literotica. As many great writers have said before, write what you know. With that in mind, this story is highly autobiographical, although it borrows heavily from both fact and fantasy. While I welcome your comments, inputs, and suggestions for future stories, please treat this with the courtesy that you wo...
"There are only two tragedies in life: one is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it"-Oscar Wilde I arrived a few minutes early and took my seat to the far right in the row of chairs curved around the mini stage set up in the middle. I had that usual apprehension in the pit of my stomach meeting an entirely new group of classmates. Just as...