On Tuesday a parcel arrived. Oscar was at work, and Irene was at work, but the courier left a card, and since Irene got home first, she scooped up the card and resolved to collect the parcel from the depot Wednesday lunchtime, so she would have the contents on Wednesday evening when her lover Robert would be staying with them. Oscar knew nothing about the p...
It all started innocently enough. Both of us used a popular internet chat program. One night while I was surfing she messaged me and I began to talk to her. "I'm Andy," she introduced herself. "Andy it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Terry." We chatted every night and after a while I anxiously waited to hear that tone signaling that she had just come onli...
Author's Note: This story is part real and part fiction. It is based on personal experiences but the outcome never actually happened. I hope you enjoy reading something that in effect was a source of personal torment. You'll understand once you get into it. ***** I awoke with a start. Another dream of her. They were getting more frequent again. I had thoug...
I was speechless. I didn't think she'd find out this fast. "Well..... I'm waiting." She replied. My throat immediately got dry. Talks with my mother always ended up being an argument. I was not in the mood, but I knew it had to be done. I cleared my throat and replied, "Yes Momma. It was my house." By this time Shane was fully awake and was looking at me...
Marie and Nancy looked like any two young women as they had lunch at a local bistro. They were both attractive in their short skirts, heavy sweaters and high heels. Each was well aware of the lustful looks she was receiving from the men nearby. As busty women each of them had learned to love the attention their DD breasts generated- though in their bulky swe...
*** Hi!!! This is the SIXTH installment of WITHIN AMIE I'm a part time English speaker so naturally, there would be grammar mistakes and confusing sentences here and there LOL so I'm sorry for that. With love, Jayleen *** He was waiting for my answer. I knew that his heart was breaking even though I couldn't form a single word. He gave a little sigh as...
"Loving, knowing that you are going to get hurt is like living knowing that you are going to die. Not loving, so you don't get hurt is like killing yourself before you die." * Dear you, I sat here for a good, long time, wondering how exactly I could write this to you in order to convey the deep emotions I feel for you, yet, I'm afraid this will not be an...
Working At Home: The Gynaecologists' Perfect Life Part 1 Finishing up with my last patient, I say goodbye to Mrs Johnson and tell her I'll see her same time next year. I'm one of the few people who can in all honesty say they love their work. A gynaecologist by trade, there is nothing I love more than getting to look at vaginas all day long. I wasn't alwa...
Author's Note – This summer I was in a production of the musical "Footloose" that just wrapped last week. I played Vi Moore, and I was really fascinated by the dynamic between my character and her husband. I wrote this fic for my friend Tempus, who played Shaw. It's based on the character backstory he and I came up with for the show. A note— those of you who...
Chapter 6: SATURDAY EVENING Back in Don's room the three settled in to discuss the past two days. Diane was very sympathetic with Jenny wanting a baby. To Don's surprise she agreed with Jenny that Don would be the good choice to father the child since Joe couldn't. Both women laughed at him when they saw his jaw had dropped to his chest. Diane explained s...