Upon waking up the next morning I can sense right away that something is different. It seems that it is unusually quiet in the house. I normally hear the servants going about their work, but I don't hear anything right now. Quickly I get up and I am not surprised to see that I am not clothed. I go over to the closet and get the easiest dress to put on. Quick...
This is an embellished version of real events in my life, as are most of my stories, though not all. If you are offended by stories about wives who experiment outside marriage, please don't read this. You will only be offended, then in the nature of nebbishes, you will write a review reflecting those nebbish views. I'm not looking for approval for me or my w...
After a thorough examination of her conscience, an endless internal debate, Sara finally found herself kneeling in a small booth, facing her priest. They looked at each other through the screen. Her church had been assigned a new priest who was recently out of seminary. It had been an adjustment for the congregation, but Sara liked that she could almost rel...
“Yes…. yes…okay. No, I can’t…..you know I can’t!…..Oh, yes please. That would be wonderful……….eleven o’clock?…..Me too………..ER…NO, SORRY, I THINK YOU MUST HAVE THE WRONG NUMBER…. THAT’S ALL RIGHT. GOODBYE.” Linda O’Sullivan replaced the receiver quickly and glanced nervously over at her husband as he stood framed in the doorway. He was looking directly at he...
Fuzzy headed and blinking in the morning glare, one by one the family gathered in the kitchen. Elizabeth had laid out a late, light breakfast and fussed over her brood, which now included Peter, checking they all looked respectable as they climbed into the car. "Church is not all that far away," she told him, but Peter didn't hear. He was too busy holding...
There's some 'simulated incest' in this story. You'll see what I mean if you read it, but if you are offended by such things you might want to read another story. As usual, all people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ——————— The Church Lady Tucker got a phone call from a nervous sounding woman. That wasn't at all unusual, but t...
Peter Noakes was the organist and choirmaster at St Leonards' church and had been so for over thirty years. He had been a widower for the past three years and had two grown up children. He had lived mainly on his own for the last year since his youngest child, his daughter Alice, had joined her brother at university. The parish had received a new vicar four...
Thank you everyone for the kind comments and feedback. Feel free to PM me with thoughts and suggestions. ***** The ADA was fuming, the psychologist and resource officer looked scared. The ADA was ten steps ahead of me and walking quickly. I was running to try to catch up. I usually tried to avoid running, being behind in time it looked funny but I was runn...
"I'm Bi-sexual" said Kelsey, even though she had never been with another woman before. Candice was a little surprised by the tall and slender woman sitting next to her and the revelation she just admitted too. Candice too was bi-curious. Yes, she had on occasion, made out with a girl, even played with their boobs, but never anything more than that. It all...
Allan Fitzgerald's front yard was unusually shallow for a parcel that had once been a working farm. A mere sixty feet separated his front porch from the curb of NY 231. Behind his humble little ranch, his spread extended a quarter mile further eastward, and was almost as wide as it was deep. The previous owner had once operated a moderately successful corn f...