"Strawberry Swirl" And so, May has passed that night, and June was here at Camp Hattawata. Charles unlocked his store as a red produce truck parked in front of the diner. The sun broke the twilight sky as the driver stepped out of the truck. His thick brows covered his Gator cap as he walked to the co-owner to shake his hand. "Charles, you old Corgi! How ar...
The characters and events in this story are the inventions of the author's imagination. Any similarity to real people and events is only coincidence. This is the third story in the Katrina series. My thanks to all the readers who made the first two stories my most widely read to date, and special thanks to those who voted for the stories. I know it is dange...
The basic plot is stolen from Huedogg's Second Chances. Negotiation is the tool to get what we want. Leverage is what we need to move the negotiation our way. Speaking literally of leverage, Archimedes said "Give me a place to stand and I will move the world." The narrator, found a place to stand. Chilley I've been married for 15 years, three kids, Mich...
"Hey, Matty, why you doing that?" The woman's voice broke through my reverie, as I lay naked on the bed, my cock softening, the cum seeping into my pubic hair. I scrambled under the bedclothes, embarrassed, looked at Marie, apologising, flustered. We had got to know Marie over the 5 or 6 days we had been at the hotel and apartment complex -- our chamber mai...
Chapter 12. Marina Marina and I began our last college semester as a committed couple. We lived together. Early that spring semester I had an important swim meet at a college just forty miles away so most of us drove to the site. With very few exceptions college swim meets do not attract much of a crowd so it was easy for me to spot Marina in the stands of...
Ch 01 - girl on rebound meets guy on hunt ALEX: Life on Edward's island is dull. The days start dull, stay dull and end dull. The restaurants are few and the bars are fewer. Isolated by a forty minute ferry ride, the island is all about families and small farms. Yes, there are commuters who ride the waters, but mostly the place is about locals three generat...
If you've read the account of the first time my (then) future wife cuckolded me (Laurie and George), you might remember that it was a night of many firsts for both of us – physically and emotionally. What indirectly led to her sleeping with my friend was a story she related to me a few weeks before that fateful day about being approached by several guys in t...
I was in a trance through the rest of the night and into the next day. Every scintilla of my attention was focused on one thing, Jolene. I had an older friend buy the bottle of Southern Comfort and a twelve pack of beer for us. He took another twelve pack for his trouble. Around noon, my parents said goodbye. I filled the refrigerator with beer and made s...
The young man beside her was silent, lost in his own morose thoughts. Ginny concentrated on the icy highway in front of them, a hint of apprehension gripping her as they approached the Eisenhower Tunnel. Even though she had lived in the Rockies for sixteen years and made the drive from Vail to Denver weekly, this particular stretch of Interstate 70, approach...
I thought that I had a fairly normal life; some ups, some downs, but many more positives than negatives. At the start of this tale I had married Joyce, the first woman that I had truly fallen in love with, twenty four years ago. We had two boys, Dylan and Parker, who were at the start of this tale enjoying the beginning of the summer break before their senio...