I was bereft. Meg, my wife of 24 years, had died of cancer. At age 45, I found myself a widower. For weeks after the funeral I would come home from work and rattle around inside the big empty house and cry and feel sorry for myself. The kids would call once or twice a week, but they were grown and moved away and had their own lives. Their occasional calls st...
Chapter 31 -- College Onsite Dave peered through the glass door into part of the core that was usually used by the younger school children in the Circle's home-schooling program. He was surprised to see room full of college aged men and women peering at the teacher at the front of the class. The teacher was Marie Thereaux. The hieroglyphics on the white boa...
Loosening Up - Book 9 Fantasies Among the Weeds Chapter 1 - The Atlanta Group Takes Off Dave stood at the entrance to the living room in the home of his hosts - Bret and Jean Edwards. The couple were the apparent ring leaders for what had come to be called the Atlanta Group - another, smaller group of like-minded friends that were forming a Circle-like gr...
After A Hot August Night. Why the Professor is not a cuckold. (This story is presented in two parts. The first part introduced the main adult characters and their activities while naked on a hot August night. This is the second part, where some interested parties engage a professor and get an informal class; it is intended to answer the questions raised in...
White Buddha: Portrait of an ESL Teacher in China "Melvin..." "Where was he from?" "Portland, Oregon." "That's weird." "It's a weird place..." "But he hated Portland, like, really, really hated Portland, always shitted on its hipsters, and politically correct, passive aggressive people..." "He certainly was not passive aggressive." "Wasn't he...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activities are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *.* New Year's Eve was a cloudless day, but the pale winter sun did nothing to chase away the bitter cold. The White...
This is my story, albeit considerably elaborated and condensed in time. My partner, a wonderful, tolerant and creative man, has written it with my help... and a sexy tale it is, even if I say so myself! This is a true account of my deep, passionate involvement with two people at the same time – my then boyfriend and his wild, wonderful step-sister – during...
WOW!! NEVER had a response to a story like that, thank you all for your support and encouragement; no pressure then... To ag2507, way ahead of you, but thanks for checking in anyway. To the USAF Vet, as Austin Powers puts it, 'It's English English', not American English, sorry for any confusion but we were here first. And the requests for better editing, y...
***You ever have one of those days? The kind where afterward you feel as though you were standing on one of the streetcorners of life and for one reason or another - which wasn't clear to you at the time, you just went the other way - the way that looked different - just to see. You might only realize afterward that the decision changed your life, though it...
Note: All persons used in this novel are fictitious. Although the areas used in this novel are real, the streets, buildings, roadways, recreational areas, and other points of interest used to make this interesting reading for you, are neither at the exact heights, or in the location described. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity,...