About a week ago, I went to the cottage Laurie, my wife, and I bought on Lake Lausanne: The name given by settlers from Switzerland. I needed to rest and replenish my energy, and renew interest in living a useful life. Ten months ago, Laurie died suddenly at the age of 37 due to a brain aneurysm. She has been working as an attorney for a brokerage firm. She...
I saw the couple back in the dark corner acting like they were out for a quiet evening together, but they were anything but. They had followed us in, taken a seat where they could watch us and hadn't taken their eyes off of us since we sat down. The might as well have been wearing signs that said "Private Detectives at Work." The 'us' they were watching? Me...
If you have never heard of Putaville, the capital of Povera, then you likely haven't read Mollie Buys a Brothel. You've never met Mollie Grossman, Jim Grinsted, or Ronaldo. You have no clue about the hi-tech, ten-storey building full of sex known as Lagarde's Hotel & Spa. So my advice to you is to go back and read Mollie Buys a Brothel, by JimGrinsted. B...
INTRODUCTION Lori Stoker had been married for just over two years and the passion had already gone out of her marriage. In the first year of her marriage with her husband Greg they made love all the time. They were inseparable and they looked forward to spending every evening together. On the weekends they would wake up and make love several times before ge...
Alex stood in the predawn darkness of his driveway, the only light coming from the open tailgate of his red jeep. ‘How many times are you going to make sure you’ve got everything?’ he asked himself, but ran through his checklist once more anyway. He knew all the Christmas presents were there, along with his suitcase, laptop and briefcase, but, anxious as he...
The large white plantation house sat several miles outside of town, but I had never minded the drive. I always enjoyed the trip to the semi-isolated home, the scenery a pleasant sight that never seemed to get old. I parked my car and made my way up the large front steps of the house, the floorboards creaking under me. It was the original house, built before...
It was the last Friday in June and the kids where getting out of school today. I was thinking what I would do with them this summer. I was going to have them for three weeks and wasn't sure what I would do. I had figured that now I could include Jean in the plans as the kids knew and liked her. I just hoped Sara was all right with it, after all, we were not...
Writer’s Note: This one is a little different. First I want to warn you that this is part one of three and this opening scene is not what it seems. But speaking of the opening. I’m curious if anyone can figure out who the two are before you get to the part of the story that tells you. If so please send me a comment. Other comments are welcomed of course E...
This starts from the last one, lot more sex in this part. ***** She's naked in her pool and doesn't know he's there... I pulled myself across the pool with a lazy backstroke, to reach the bit where the gap in the trees bathed it in glorious sunshine and I swam on my back my eyes closed feeling the heat of the July sun on my body, putting off my Jacuzzi....
by Adam Gunn copyright 2015 When you marry a woman, you marry her family. Never forget that . . . Back in the day, when the idea that sexual harassment in the workplace wasn't that bad of an idea, I had this girl that worked for me. Debbie was cute, and if her clothes weren't always the most current fashion, if a new blouse was something to be celebrat...