Anabelle was really good at babysitting kids. It was easy to play and have fun with Bria and Jonathan, they were at the age that they still liked to run around outside going crazy on the trampoline or in the swimming pool. Anabelle usually let them run wild for a good couple of hours and soon they would be passed out from exhaustion by the time 8 o'clock wou...
Shari had been married to her husband for about seven years. Before she married him at the tender age of twenty two, she was very well versed in the different aspects of love making and sexual exploits. Not only was she experienced enough to put any current pornography video starlet to shame, but she was also charming enough to disarm even the most frigid of...
"Ok, that's it for today. Remember guys..." "We know Mrs. G! You've told us a hundred thousand times" called one of the exasperated students. "More like a million" murmured another under his breath. "Have fun! Be safe! And take care of your library books!" chorused the class in a loud, sing-song voice. "All right you wise guys, I get it. But I don't want...
As (almost) always, this derives from real life; in this case, real life was merely a spark to ignite the story, which is mostly fictional. * What do two teenagers -- one a tall, gangly male, the other a roly-poly female -- have in common? Well, more than one might think. I was the tall male, a skinny kid with big thighs who had to wear pants three sizes...
Zed slowly turned the corner with his van and slowly headed down the street, carefully watching for any children in the area. The music blaring on his loudspeakers had cycled for what must have been the five hundredth time that day and Zed was sick of it. The day had been slow, boring in fact and the asinine music was gouging a hole in his head. He had sold...
Today is, no--would have been, my tenth wedding anniversary. At the moment, the divorce is pending; it won't be finalized until January. I guess I am on hold, or maybe in limbo? I don't know how I should be feeling, I started tearing up when I asked my soon-to-be-ex if he realized what today was. It took him a second, but he remembered. He leaned down, kisse...
Jennifer McDougall slumped in the hard-back chair on the other side of my large wooden desk. The wind knocked out of her sails, I knew she was beaten. Tears ran down her face, and I handed her my handkerchief to wipe them away. It was a losing battle though, for each time she dried those blue eyes the tears continued to flow. "Mr. Roberts, I'm so sorry,...
"So who's Lois?" She asked, returning with a second round of drinks and some change for the pool table. "You rack 'em. This dress..." She let the sentence hang in the air like a tantalizing whiff of perfume that instantly reminds you of a long forgotten encounter. And her hem was rather high. And where the pool balls came out was rather low. I racked them u...
I had admired "Mrs. Big Tits" for over six years, ever since we moved into the neighbourhood. She was the woman across the back lane. We moved in on a Friday. Saturday was her daughter's birthday party. The pony escaped from her yard into ours, and my first glimpse of her was chasing the horse, massive mammaries trying to bounce out of a skimpy T-shirt. We...
April sat at her kitchen table, her hands cradling a cup of hot tea, as the events of a short time ago echoed in her mind. Her eyes starred at the clear plastic bag lying silently on the table a few inches from her hands. The bag contained a purple vibrator. The same one that she had seen her friend and neighbor using earlier that day. April couldn't get the...