Part 4 Milka brought his cappuccino across the next day, setting it down she clutched at her stomach. "Oh! No fucks today. I hurts. Time of month, you knows." Chris nodded sympathetically. He had been expecting that to turn up. "Gives Toma a rest, no!" Milka's laugh a delight to hear. "And you. Oh, Chris look sad!" Still the cappuccino was in prospect. T...
Author's Forward: The chapter below is the culmination of the Tale of Two Paramours series. Please be aware that this final chapter is longer than any of the previous chapters and does not contain any sexual activity for the first three-quarters of the chapter. For more information about the series and the future of the characters, please see the afterword...
This was my first weekend to take care of my daughter. My wife, Sandy, who could be a bit overbearing, had decided to fly out to Dallas to visit some friends. She had asked me if I wanted to come, but I really didn't want to fly to Texas one day and fly back the next. We didn't know how our 18 month old daughter, Evie, would handle a 3 hour plane ride in our...
Dear reader: welcome. I wish to note here up front that this piece is "novella" in length. It's not broken up conveniently into numbered masturbatory installments. If you are after that, there is plenty of good material to be found, but this one doesn't really fit that bill. That being said, there are numerous sexual encounters in this piece, all among conse...
The line of mourners moved slowly, with each person having their moment to pay their respects to the late Gerald Dunleavy. Me, I didn't care about Gerald Dunleavy. The guy was a proper bastard in life, so why pay him any respect in death? Instead, I was here because I needed a few days away from my crumbling life. It seemed like a good opportunity to return...
CHAPTER 1 Jesse Meets the Man of Her Life It was a hot day at Perth, as I boarded the plane bound for Brisbane. Walking down the corridor in the first class lounge I found my seat. Placing my hand baggage into the overhead compartment I settled down for the long flight. Ten minutes later a quiet voice disturbed my thoughts asking if she could get to her se...
24 Lis hung out across the street from Nikki's apartment building for over an hour. She knew that the short haired brunette would be finishing a "matinee" as the girls called it and should be home by 4 or 5pm. A "matinee" was the term the girls used for a late lunch rendezvous with a client. Sometimes there was actually a lunch involved but most times it wa...
I was out for a hot Saturday afternoon run in July when I saw her. She was walking a dog in the field adjacent to where the jogging trail passed by the playground. She wore white shorts and a sleeveless red top. She was still a fox and her body was still fine, just like it was back when we used to be a couple. Her name was Helen and she had been one of the...
I was nervous during the drive down to Paris because I did not have a passport, but Martin assured me that we would be able to drive right into France without a problem. I now had a little more than 1200 euros of my own and that fact relieved my anxiety. Sandra had introduced me to Tineke the day before we left for Paris and Tineke thanked me for covering...
The weather so far that year had been lousy. The Spring was dry, causing a partial drought, the Summer had been too damn' hot, causing more than a bit of melanoma in the inveterate sun-bathers, while the farmers who tried to br9ng in much needed crops cursed and nursed the cloudless skies and their crops, respectively. As Jake Warner struggled to make his i...