After a good night's sleep Bill and I were up early to make things ready for day 2 of our party. Several couples had stayed over and everyone pitched in to clean up and get things set up. Bill cleaned his smoker and prepared a nice fresh ham for smoking. The girls and I checked the salads and other snack foods and when that was done it was time for breakfast...
"Oh my god! Sherri, you are never going to believe this! Come look!" "What?" Sherri, my roommate and best friend since eighth grade, put down her true trash novel and looked over my shoulder at the computer monitor. "Carol told me this classified ads website had a place where people actually advertised for casual sex. I didn't believe her, but every one o...
(This story goes out dedicated to my friend Tx Tall Tales. Happy birthday, Triple T. And many more to come.) * "Well my name's John Lee Pettimore." With my head nodding to the music as I sang along with it, I hit the blinker and checked my right-side mirror for any fools too asleep to see my flashing signal. Given the speed I was going, when this big Fo...
We had spent the better part of 4 years planning, planting, building and growing the buffer zone around our house. Once upon a time we had lived far enough out not to have to worry about being naked in the backyard, but town was slowly encroaching and they were building a house near enough to ours, that the time had come. A row of trees then a grape arbor 10...
Author's Preface This chapter is the result of several requests from some people following the story. "The Alley of No Return" is a story about refusal to acknowledge illicit temptations, gradually giving in to them, and how powerful they become in a culture of denial, and oppression, of obvious glamour. Specifically in this chapter, if the notions of sexua...
This story contains bondage and smoking. If you don't like stories where the women are dominant and the men submissive, go find another story. * * * * * I clicked on the Submit button, yet again. I'd written and rewritten my relationship listing so many times; I was tired of reading it. Yet, I held out hope that there would be someone out there that wanted...
How many woman have I loved, how many woman have loved me. I don’t know the answer to either question. I can tell you that I have been married four times and divorced four times. Before during and between these marriages there have been a few wonderful ladies in my life. One that comes to mind was between number two and three. This love affair actually start...
Amy grabbed her coat and together they walked out of the classroom. The sound of their heels echoed throughout the hallway. When they reached the parking lot, Amy paused. “What’s the matter?” “I, umm. I don’t know if I can do this.” The older woman turned to her, and placed her leather gloved around Amy’s hand. “Come on, don’t deny yourself. It’s going t...
CHAPTER TEN: Born Again Mrs Coombes stood outside the Victorian restaurant conversion and placed her glass down at the table . The heaters were on outside, but it was now dipping to zero again and her husband already was excited as even her breath looked like an exhale of smoke. They were alone outside, apart from a waiter clearing up glasses from the terra...
1. Friday My name is Matilde. Matilde Jørgensen. I'm a 28-year-old schoolteacher with an interesting and challenging job at a local school at Frederiksberg in Copenhagen, Denmark. I live in a cosy two-room apartment with a balcony close to the Assistens churchyard and I have everything one could wish for. Except for a nice boyfriend. And that seems som...