Joanne Wallman had forgotten what it felt like to be happy. She had been walking in the same path over and over so many times that she no longer knew where she was going, if anywhere at all. A life where her children had made up her entire life, where nothing else would exist. It was when the children had move out, leaving her in an empty world of her own, t...
It's interesting. I love coming here and reading the first-time stories.. I know some at least are fiction, but at times, I can't help but feel that some are at least rooted in truth. Mine is true. Let me start with the formalities...I was 18 when this happened... I wasn't a great student in High School, but one subject I was very good in was Spanish. I'd...
Here is where I complete the Joe Saga. And we'll see what else. Joe was a really good guy who got screwed (not literally) by his wife. Mona and I took advantage of the fact we were friends, he was horny and Mona was one hot momma. The start of the story can be found in Chapter 5. ***** After that fabulous threesome Joe got transferred again and was gone ag...
A grocery store in a tourist town at the height of the summer season can be a very busy place. I was spending some time on the coast of Maine and stopped in to just such a store on a warm August evening to get a case of beer and a few days worth of food for the cooler. I was working my way north and east along the coast, living in campgrounds out of a little...
This is a true account of what happened at a recent music festival. My wife Anita was desperate to go but had left her run a little late and all the tickets had sold out. Her urgency to be there had a lot to do with the fact that so many of her friends from different parts of her life had told her they were going; not to mention the bands who had been lined...
My true love. That is what I consider my Marie to be. We met just out of high school and were inseparable from the start (about 1980). By the time we were in our early 20's we were living together and very happy. As the years flew by time was starting to take its toll on us. We had always had a super sex life. I could see we didn't have many sparks left an...
Ann and I met on a blind date after emailing each other on a mainstream dating site. Her proflle seemed to be a good fit for the kind of woman that I am attracted to. Her face-shot picture looked a little fuzzy because it was cropped from a larger photo but showed a very attractive, pretty woman. My profile included the information that I'm attracted to wome...
The adventure I'm about to describe happened in spring 2000 when Jon had to go to Morocco on a business trip. He managed to get a few days holiday and took me along with him. * The journey over there was quite uneventful except for me letting one or two people see what I wasn't wearing under my dress. The flight took off late evening England time and it ha...
As I sat in the kitchen sipping my coffee, last night's conversation replayed itself through my head. John had told me he was taking me to a Halloween Party and to start picking out an outfit. We have been together for a while now, so I knew what he wasn't saying. I may not wear a collar but I know I am his slut. His to do with whatever he wants. And I l...
Please feel free to leave feedback and vote! I appreciate every voice, and would like to improve too! Thank you, L Chapter 3 Patrick Keller's iphone chirped. He felt the palm sized rectangle through his pants pocket and decided against answering the text. It was from Lana. She had mentioned coming over to deposit some cash into her special fund. She was...