All the hard work over the last 25 year was paying off, being a good worker for the graphic art company Charley worked for in Idaho over that time. His boss sold that business to a national graphics Company with the assurance that Charley would get the CFO position that the national company was advertising for. The only down side is that the family would hav...
The sun was shining brightly as I stepped into the driveway. I gazed into the yard and noticed a small bunny sunning himself in the grass. A smile crossed my face as I regarded this as a lucky omen. Rabbits were always my favorites and this one was here to say goodbye as I drove into the great unknown. At least that's what it felt like to me. At 52 I was b...
**Monday** Jack was again slowing becoming awake, and as was his expectation over the last week, he was again sporting a significant morning erection. For once though, he was alone and was therefore imagining an energetic sex scene with a partner who he couldn't quite make out. She was wearing a long glittery dress, was blonde and had a gorgeous figure. It...
If there was one thing you could say about Charlie, it was she loved doing things her way. My name is Al, and I guess you could call me Charlie's boyfriend...although we've never actually been on what you'd call a "real" date. Charlie and I had been dating for the last three years, and I can't remember one instance when we were on a real "date." Charlie...
We first got to know young Craig soon after we moved into number 178. Actually it was through his mother we got to meet him. His mother Maureen, and father Sid, lived at number 174. Soon after we moved in they dropped by to welcome us to the street. They brought young Craig with them in his wheel chair. Maureen and I became great friends and eventually she...
Chapter 20 - Slave's Truth **Characters and text are protected under copyright law. For a long moment, Chloe stood before the door, hand clenched into a fist to knock, but unable to lift it up to perform the act. A slight jitter passed through her body, feeling truly nervous for the first time since the day she first arrived in a taxi, unsure what was ahea...
My wife prefers visiting the sauna in the winter, while I prefer a nude lake in the summer, not that either experience overlaps that often. It was a bit of a compromise to go in late April, though the almost unbelievably wonderfully warm spring weather had already turned a bit cool and somewhat cloudy. My wife hasn't shaved her body anywhere since last winte...
It's late, nearly 11, on an early November night. The chill on the platform of the Hamburg train station is penetrating, a damp, German cold that soaks up through the soles of your shoes, no matter how stout, and ends up in your bones. The cold air is only accentuating the typical train station smell--that smell of electricity, cigarettes, cinders, cheap foo...
My husband had been dropping hints for several months that he'd like a set of professionally taken boudoir photographs of me for his 40th birthday this summer. He'd show me websites of photographers in the area and offer to pay. Most just seemed sleazy. I wasn't against the idea per se, we've fooled around plenty in the bedroom (and outdoors too) with a dig...
Katherine woke slowly. She didn't want to wake up. She was so warm. She snuggled closer to the warmth and buried her face into the leaves to block out the morning light. Donovan pulled her tighter against him and nuzzled her neck. Katherine's eyes opened as she realized what she'd done last night. She waited for panic and fear, maybe anger, to overwhelm her,...