My introduction to the next storyteller came via e-mail. The memo line said "A friend sent me your Birthday Club story and said you could help me warn other husbands of my experience." I called the number he provided and was rewarded with the tale of Jenny and Sally, two sisters who had the world had by its tail and threw it all away. As always, I am a mer...
Quick letter from the authors: Thank you all so much for the wonderful comments on our first story! We are glad you enjoyed reading about this couple! Here is the next chapter of the story, let us know what you think! Thanks for reading! ***** "Good morning, sleepyhead," I opened my eyes to see Parker sitting on the edge of the bed next to me. I sighed...
I guess I'd been going out with my boyfriend Ryosuke for a couple of years by this point. I was still studying at Oceanview U. in California, but Ryosuke had graduated, and was now working full time in the sushi bar in town. He worked evenings quite a bit, but one night he had off, he took me to this pub called Hernando's. There is a big neon palm tree sign...
How It Started I've never had shame. By that, I hated to wear clothing in the summer, or when the house was too warm. It started when I hit puberty and did not stop! Another thing that made people scratch their heads was the fact I was a bookworm. Books and magazines were my escape. Escape from being a middle child. Escape from being told I had "so much po...
"You can't be serious!" They're just teasing, I concluded, and laughed at the joke I didn't quite understand yet. Melissa, by best friend's daughter, and her boyfriend David were playfully pulling my wrist as if to drag me with them to some undisclosed destination. "They must have some kind of age limit!" "Eighteen. You have to be at least eighteen to ge...
Part 1: Dance Floor Moves Davy wormed his way through the crowd towards the bar. I was wondering why I'd come, because this place always pissed me off. Not only was it suffocatingly warm, but the guys who came to it were mostly the loud, overtly hedonist kind of gay males that really turned me off. I stood there trying to avoid looking at anyone, when th...
If you are reading this series for the first time, it is an ongoing story that started with A BusinessWoman's Journal April/May'10. It continues month by month to this recent posting. I hope you enjoy it. April 2011 Friday, April 1, 2011 (April Fool's Day) This is without a doubt the most memorable and sexually expanding April Fool's Day of my life, or...
I was suddenly woken up by the bed shaking violently, then I realized that it was Sandra who was doing the shaking. I could see that her eyes were closed as her hands furiously rubbed between her legs, this was something new that I'd never seen her do before. But then again after last night's dogging session, she was a changed woman. Pulling back the bed co...
Amidst all that had happened in the wake of the O'Brien case, I'd somehow kept up with company business. Chuck Tyler, my boss at Artists Unlimited, had always been beyond understanding and he'd been letting me pick and choose whatever assignments I wanted. But I felt I owed it to him it to him to do a shoot with one of the company's prestige client's, Tigres...
I was 45 years-old, now single, after having been married and divorced twice before, the second divorce about six months earlier... I'd never found relationship break-ups easy, no matter whether doing the dumping or being dumped. After a grieving process and when I thought I was ready, I joined an eastern suburbs social club. This social club was exactly th...