"You ask them." "No, you ask them!" "Man without fear my ass!" Wally swore. "That's another guy," Kyle said pedantically. "Doesn't even wear green..." "Do you have fear or don't you? Wait, isn't this in your slogan or something? You have great fear?" "I can overcome fear—" "You have great fear to overcome?" "I overcome fear greatly." "So what if you'...
Coffee isn't really my thing. I say that a lot, and it's mostly true, even though I stop to pick up a latte on my way to work, every day, at the same coffee shop. Sometimes I sit in the coffee shop on the weekend too, just to get out of the house while I work on a few things, using their wireless connection. But really, I'm not big on coffee. I guess it's ea...
(This story takes place in a fictional world. Any similarities to people or things in the world we actually live in is coincidental.) * Tim and Gwen swam after the chores were completed that Saturday. Much to her husband's pleasure, there was nothing but beautiful skin under the robe she walked up to the pool in, and he discarded his trunks as well. The c...
I wrote this story as a promise to a friend. I want to thank 'LadyCibelle and 'Techsan' for editing this story. Their input and editing make it a much better read. Chapter 1: A Wife's Opinion For the writers out there, women read these stories also. When it comes to cheating, men cheat more on their spouses and girlfriends than do women. You would never kn...
After the meal, Jordan said goodbye, checked his bike again cycled off home. He had a big grin on his face and a piece of paper in his back pocket. On the paper were written some dates, which Meg had worked out were very safe dates to invite Jordan round for tea and 'extras.' This was his diary for lust-filled visits till the end of the semester. College g...
Ok, I'm exaggerating. The stories I like start with I. I want to know that the author is there, that these are personal memoirs, shared. I want to know what was said, what was felt, what was touched, and I want it natural and new. The impersonality of the he did she did leaves me uninterested. Let's get something else straight right from the start. I won't...
It was about six that evening when I finally got home from work. I was tired and aggravated by the rush hour traffic coming home from the museum and I couldn't wait to get inside the house, kick off my high heels and maybe unwind with a bottle of beer. The first thing I noticed when I came through the front door was the smell of fish cooking. As I dropped my...
(Possibly the longest story I have written. Thanks to all who helped me by reading it and giving me feedback. I owe you all a ton of kisses.) * Corey walked up the stairs as he readied himself for the night of dancing he promised his lover that night. He arrived at her room and glanced in as Sylvia stood there, just as she finished lacing her boots up to h...
Online dating is especially great for us married folks who need the secrecy. I had dabbled in online sexual activities for some years, including role and fantasy play, voice chat, and even cam to cam. This got boring after a while and I stopped hanging out in chat rooms and lost contact with my online girl friends. Besides these online infidelities, I have b...
I have never had much luck in chat rooms. I mostly just lurk, hoping to see some sexy exchanges. The few times I've tried to be witty, I have gotten shot down by quit-witted snarks or dissed by the ladies, most of whom are probably men. I've tried sending private messages to ladies who had promising screen names like "SexyNymph" or "WildnWilling", but rarely...