"Cabin 302," was all the text message said. I didn't trust whoever was sending all those notes. What was the person's motivation to be doing that? It could be part of the sick game these punks have been playing all along. Still, I could find something to put an end to this mess. My wife was still sleeping heavily, so I headed there to get some answers. I k...
This story can be read on its own, but it will make more sense if you have read Part 1 first. * * * * * I woke with a start. The bedside clock glowed red in the darkened hotel room. It was 8:23 am and I could hear Paul moving in the bathroom. Probably that was what had woken me. Straight away the events of last night rushed into my head. I wriggled sli...
"HOLY SHIT! HOLY FUCKING SHIT! YOU ARE FUCKING BULLSHITTING ME RIGHT NOW!" Summer was yelling exclamations as she was driving down the highway... nearly hitting a panel truck in the other lane. I had just finished telling her the story of my afternoon. "No, that is pretty much the way it happened. And how about not killing us," I exclaimed as the little Ho...
As Mike wandered off with his new conquest, I found myself wondering what might be in store for me tonight. We were at a club with a reputation for having a large number of cougars amongst its clientele and tonight was locally known as 'Grab a granny' night. Although neither Mike nor I were in the first flush of youth, we both had a predilection for the more...
I tossed the trashy romance novel I'd bought onto the coffee table. Here I was, all alone, my son out with his father in California for the summer and what was my plan for Saturday night? To sit, all alone, and read a book. I sighed, got off the sofa and wandered down the hall to the bathroom. I turned on the light and looked at myself in the mirror. I was...
She cowered in the corner of the room, straining against the ropes that bound her hands behind her back and her ankles together. The chiffon and lace of the gown she'd been forced into rubbed against her plump thighs, the soft sounds of the material echoing in the empty chamber. Her tongue brushed against the red rubber ball in her mouth, the leather strap k...
A twist on an old tradition, after a nativity celebration, then some cast changes. With much heartfelt gratitude to B. D., who helped me develop Barbara, aka Mother Mary Rufus "One, two three, four, five, six. . ." I grunted as I did my curls with five pound weights in the Recreation Room. It was the Monday before Christmas, and it was tough getting my wo...
When Steve finally woke it was mid afternoon Sunday. Steve almost forgot about his little arrangement with Samantha, the girl from the adult toy store. He felt around on the nightstand by the bed for his phone. When he finally located it, he saw that he had missed the call from the cute blond lesbian. He maneuvered himself away from Jazmin without waking her...
Copyright 2004 by Adam Gunn. All rights reserved. * The Carpentaria palms danced in the trade winds as the couple strolled barefoot along the beach. Rivulets of surf danced among their toes, echoing the emotions of love between the man and woman, celebrating their twenty-fifth anniversary seven weeks late. The brilliant moon cast shadows around them, illum...
"Are you sure about this," Rachel said to her husband as she stepped out of the shower. "I'm sure if you're sure." Neil replied, hoping his wife wouldn't back down at the last minute. "You don't think it's too soon for us to be going to a swinger's party?" She checked. "You're asking me that as you stand before me naked with those big tits and shaven tigh...