PART 4: The Choice *** I emerged from my bathroom feeling much refreshed, and yet my entire body ached from the exertion I'd just put it through. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I headed towards my closet to find a fresh set of pajamas. I'd also have to locate something for Taylor to wear. I stalked over and pulled open the closet door. Immediately I he...
Hi folks, I'm not trying to tell any of you what to do. I'm only making a suggestion to save us some time. Those of you who don't believe in forgiveness should probably skip this one. Don't even bother reading it just move straight to the comments and write down how much you hated it and how you've read fifteen million stories that are exactly like it. For t...
It took a few minutes before the letter sunk in and I realized that Sandra was gone. I could not believe, after last night she could just disappear, but as my mind came back into focus, I realized I didn't really know her. I didn't even know her last name or where she lived, or how old she was, or for that matter, if she was married. I only knew I loved her....
It wasn't until I was doing my umpteenth impeccable edit of this story, that it suddenly dawned upon me. "Flashman"!?! It has been a few years since I remember last reading any of Fraser's masterful1 series about the Not-So-Gentlemanly Craven Adventurer Across World History. Whom we all loved to hate. (We all hated to love?) Damnation! It pisses me off,...
======================== She's desperate for help. The only question is how desperate? This is an entry in the SUMMER LOVIN STORY CONTEST 2012. It's a little long - I'd normally break it up into two or three chapters, but as a contest entry, I made it one big story. ======================== "Mom, gimme a break! I only got back from college two days ago....
It was a Tuesday afternoon that I finally cracked. I'd opened the letter from my real estate agent telling me my rent was going to be rising twenty dollars a week effective the following month and burst into tears, my thirteen year old daughter had a mouth full of teeth that desperately needed braces and to top it all off, my car was making the sort of noise...
I was lucky enough to own my own business, not too bad for someone who was an art major in college. It wasn't glamorous, it wouldn't land me in the Fortune Five Hundred, but it satisfied me and I made a pretty decent living. Enough, in fact, that my wife didn't have to work if she didn't want to. That was exactly what she did for the first five years, but...
Susan is a nice girl with some very kinky fetishes she's never dared try, but can't forget. Her husband Dave has given his free rein in the past, but now keeps them controlled, if not forgotten. What will happen when they learn each other's hidden kinks - and find out they're complementary? Warning to readers -- this is fairly long (28,000 words), and the f...
Chapter 9: Adelaide or Bust Prior to Helen and myself migrating to Australia, in 1974, my older sister Sarah left for a trip to Canada. She was already there when we left England so we had not seen her for well over a year. Her and her late boyfriend had also intended to migrate over to Australia as well and had actually put in their applications to apply w...
I made the turn onto the street that led to my house in a nice middle class neighborhood and made my way to the driveway where I lived. I waited while the garage door opened and saw my next-door neighbor pushing a lawn mower out of her garage onto her driveway. I pulled my car in and turned off the engine. It took a few minutes to carry the groceries into th...