Hello, I am challenging myself to write stories in many different categories, and today I am still marching towards my goal. Here is my new story. I'm placing it under Novellas because this will be along one. I had an idea and I wanted to see if one man was willing could he really change the world. Not by some magnanimous feat, but by changing the life o...
It was the start of a brand new year. Who knows what it will bring for Crystal, Johnny, and their family. The weather was unseasonably warm. The prior year had its usual ups and downs just like any other year. They were hoping things would be better this year. It was coming up on Valentine's Day, and Johnny wanted to do something special for Crystal. He plan...
"Are you sure we aren't lesbians?" Angie asks with a smile as we linger in our bathrobes over Saturday morning coffee. "Anyone one watching us last night would certainly get that impression." "Are you ready to give up men?" "Hell no!" "Me neither, so we aren't lesbians," I declare and then change the subject. "What would you like to do today?" "I want to...
Friends. I have been really, really busy over the last few months and have written not a sausage. I haven't even had time to polish and submit one of the many I have near completion. This all changed yesterday. I looked at the recently published list and there was only one LW story with a good enough score to interest me. It was scoring 4.40 so I read it. At...
I now have a cushion strapped to my pretty derriere. It's so sore from the caning it got over That Damn Dog. One... I'll never buy a dog, and Two... I'll never forget that lesson...ever. That said, here is Chapter Two...of a Three part series. That's one more than one and one less than three, which btw will be the final chapter... Three that is, not this one...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is an entry into the 2013 Summer Lovin' Story Contest. Please enjoy. "Well... fuck!" I surveyed the damage in front of me. It was a bright, warm July morning, in the midst of what was already a very hot summer. I was standing in one of the busiest intersections of the city. The day started like every other normal work day; showering an...
Chapter 20 It was hard to believe what I was seeing on the screen. There was my sixty-two year old wife Joy, flat on her back, legs in the air, getting fucked by some soft-ish middle-aged dude with slicked back hair. The video was attached to an email that read, "Great conference. Your wife is a fascinating woman. It was a pleasure to seduce her. I hope you...
Thank you very much to all those who commented and emailed me. I paid close attention to your opinions and some anonymous voices that were really wonderful giving advices. I found out that editing the chapters I already wrote was a great job, especially since I started to modify each dialog and transform from the old style to the new. It is true, this new o...
There is very little sex in this tale and as with several of my stories I tend to dwell on the 'recovering husband' theme without having to paint the grunts and groans by numbers. The recent political season provided a bit of the flavor and maybe a bit of wistful remembrance of the way life should be, as they say Downeast. None of the people or circumstance...
••••••••••••••••••• Authors Note: Ok, I know I said I was working on the Home Improver side of things. I'm sorry, it just kinda happened that this came to be out of a lot of story pieces I work on from time to time as well as to keep up with the Cut and Run series of my friend and fellow author Moongrim. He wanted to do a cross over with his characters and...