Prologue: Spring 1962 The room was quiet except for the occasional whimpering of the baby in his mother's arms. She continued to rock gently, all the while kissing him and whispering sweet things in his ear. Although the nurses tried every night to rock him to sleep, it was she who had the touch he wanted and needed. Exhausted and fighting sleep herself, s...
Part 4: THE END Lee Carter spent a week painting his mother in law's house, by himself, with only a promise from his wife Rachel that she would "make it up to him" keeping him motivated. Now its Saturday and its Lee's birthday. Rachel already got the ball rolling in part 1. Part 2 featured some mobile action. Part 3 featured an interesting dinner followed b...
Morgan pulled her car onto the main highway and accelerated rapidly. Her mind was passing over the events of the day. 'The day didn't go the way I thought it would.' she thought. To begin with, Brad was not supposed to be there. Her thoughts stayed with him for a moment. The thought of him just taking her like he did made her skin tingle. That was something...
I'd been in John and Sue's basement family room many times. We'd had neighborhood billiard tournaments, poker games and holiday parties. In many ways, it was the neighborhood party place. But today was different. Sue and I were alone. The very pretty, blond, 37 year old, mother of two was naked. A lavender silk scarf restrained her hands in front of her and...
"I think this is the first time I've seen you with clothes on," Jerry said to me as I entered the hotel lobby. "You still look pretty fucking hot, though." "What do you mean clothes," I said referring to the clothes Shelley had left for me to wear so I would not have to return to Keith's naked. "These shorts are tight enough that I'm camel toeing them and t...
As he moved across the room, Rick Yeats wondered what he had gotten himself into. Here he was, hundreds of miles from home, getting ready to meet a woman that he had only talked to through e-mail. What if she was some sort of . . . well, she could be a mass murderer, a con artist, a hooker, a secret agent . . . the list could go on and on. Yet, here he was,...
Writer's Note: All characters in this story, or mentioned in this story, were over eighteen years of age. Events were based on actual experienced even though they may have been compressed for times sake and names may have been changed. Events occurred prior to the need to practice safe sex there fore no safe sex techniques were used. * After ten years of t...
This is my first attempt at this subject matter. I am not authoritative in the matter of Femdom so any input would be greatly appreciated. * * * * * Roth had only been divorced a short while but it seemed forever. He was ready to throw his hat back into the ring but he wasn't interested in any formal kind of commitment. He wanted to date but he knew he wa...
A shout out to StoneyLodge another author here at Lit who did the editing for this story. Thanks. ________________________________________________________________ The summer after high school graduation, before the Army came and got me, I decided to hitchhike across the country. It was 1969, the tail end of the "hippie movement," so hitchhiking was still...
Lindsey stood naked in front of her full length mirror, trying to decide what to wear. Everything had happened so suddenly she hadn't had time to think straight. Two hours ago his parents had shown up and said they were taking the kids for the night, and that Patrick had an evening planned for them. She'd quickly packed some clothes for the overly excited ki...