When my husband Jim returned the next day I told him that Stacy had stayed over with me. He asked where she slept and I told him with me. "In my bed," he asked. "Sure, we had a pajama party," I told him. I knew Jim had a thing for Stacy with her big tits and this would probably give him a stiffy. I know he wanted to run upstairs and sniff his side of the b...
Author's Notes: Here is my contribution to the whole 2012, end of the world thing. I hope you enjoy this copywrited piece of fiction. If there is enough interest, I might continue this story line. I wrote it in the style of the old time movie shorts like Buck Rodgers, Superman, and such other Saturday Matinee fodder. With luck, this will be posted on either...
This is my first attempt at writing erotica. The story is true; at least it is as best as I can convey the events. Please feel free to comment. Constructive comments will help me with my future attends at writing erotica and conveying my sexual experiences. * A job transfer brought me to Phoenix in early July 1993. The transfer had all the markings of a g...
This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. I'm sorry for the long delay in writing this chapter. David got transfer orders and with a...
Living in L.A is great. I just got a transfer from the UK to the US for a big PC company that I work for. I found out that the company pays nearly double the amount for the same work in the US compared to the UK even with the currency rate converted. So I requested a transfer & nearly a year later I'm in L.A getting paid double the money. I have already com...
I smiled as she sat down. Again I had that same feeling I'd had yesterday, that there was something special about her. She was just different from most of the girls at this school. In the two days I'd been there, I'd met the entire Senior class, and most of those girls seemed like carbon copies of each other. But that shouldn't surprise me. I mean, it's just...
Finela carefully squeezed the pastry bag. A fine line of red frosting slowly oozed from the tip to outline the sugar cookie on the stainless table in front of her. "Damn! This is the ten millionth cookie this year. Why can't they give me something better to do like making toys?" she thought. "But then that old fat fart is totally chauvinist. 'A lady elf's pl...
I work at a small networking and computer company in Texas. We all have to supply our own laptops to use while we work. We hook up to the Internet through whatever network we happen to be working on at the time. I keep a Yahoo account on my laptop to explore my wilder side. One evening I was at the office and my boss asked to borrow my laptop so that he coul...
I had nothing better to do one fall evening. The leaves were turning colors on my college campus, and I was through studying for a while. I wandered around aimlessly, a light gait in my step, and my mind darting between thoughts. It's going to be a good evening. The transfer to this college was one of the best decisions I've made. My previous college was st...
Again another true story from the past. Kathy and I had made friends with another couple, Karen and Steve over the past year, although we really hadn't become close friends. Ever since Kathy's 25th birthday the two of us had a very open relationship. Every week she had her nights out and so did I, there was never any restrictions on time to come home or who...