This story which you are about to read really happened back in 1973 when my work took me to Maine. I would like to have any feedback about it. Thanks, Ron "What a hell of a way to spend a weekend." I was telling a cute girl at the bar. "Three hundred miles from home and my car just broke down, the garage can't get the part till Monday so I'm stuck until t...
It was a special Friday night, just six short months after we had been together. Jean's son was away on a school trip and we both had the night off from work. Jean had cooked a wonderful supper, and after dinner while I was cleaning up the kitchen and doing the dishes she jumped into the shower, to get ready for our special night, the first night we have had...
It's funny how time tends to distort memory. How we remember our youth in clarity but can never remember what we had for dinner last night. There is one experience that I will never forget...My Three Hour Tour! I was always shy as a child and as an adult. I was always a "good girl." I did everything the right way. But my life was boring. I didn't have a boy...
I got the shock of my life when I woke up one morning. I found out that my wife had walked out on me. A short note lay on the kitchen table telling me that she would not be coming back. And I had no idea that she had been unhappy with our marriage. I was devastated I thought we had the perfect marriage I started hanging out in bars and honky tonks. Then one...
Thursday morning, it was all Azalea could do to leave her apartment and start her day. Even once she was ready to head out, she debated with herself for a good half hour whether it was safe to take on her day. So far, she had survived, but there had been some terrifyingly close calls, and it was only a matter of time until something disastrous happened, some...
It was the summer after my junior year of college, when I was about to turn twenty-one. I was a fit, strong young lad, full of hope and promise, but a bit on the naive side when it came to love and girls. Older women were totally off my radar. But though I didn't know it that was all about to change. Denise was a thirty-six-year-old woman who lived across t...
I don't know what it is about him but every time I kiss him I turn into a wild animal. I just want to jump on him and force him inside of me. He drives me crazy and he knows it. I fantasize about him all the time. I tell him about it also. He tells me to call him so I can masturbate after hearing his voice. He knows exactly what he's doing to me and I love i...
This is a work of fiction. It can be read without the other parts, but combined tells a story, albeit with a few holes. I hope you enjoy my work, if not I understand. It's not for everyone, perhaps you'll enjoy one of my other stories. * "What should we have her do?" Margo asked, speaking to Janine. Margo held the phone to her chest whoever she was talking...
She hated these fucking seminars. Chloe looked around at all the other paralegals. The last thing she wanted to do was spend the weekend in the city at a stuffy convention. But, she had no choice. Her employer wanted her to learn consular processing, so here she was. Tomorrow the seminar would start. She had checked her bag earlier and got her room key. Al...
I stood there attached to the wall bent over, legs spread and pussy exposed waiting for Reno to return. My mind was running with thoughts of what my surprise could be. I felt a breeze rush my exposed pussy as the door flew open. Reno had returned. He came over to me and kissed me gently on the cheek. He then moved behind me and grabbed my hips and pulled m...