Do read First and Second Loves as so much of this story is based on it. ***** Back at Uni for a second year, I was having to work. The music came to me easily as did the maths though not quite to the same extent but the psychology was a bugger. I put a page and a half of one of the texts I had to read about Melanie Klein's work into Microsoft Word's gramma...
I'm sitting outside enjoying a glass of shandy in the warm April sunshine. As I sit here enjoying the morning air my scar starts to itch. It is not a large scar, about three inches long, just above the waist on the left side of my back. As I start to scratch the itch it all comes flooding back to remind me where a lie can get you. Susan and I have been marr...
Doug and Allison Myers were sitting at their kitchen table, nervously sipping coffee on a Saturday afternoon. The two of them were right to be nervous. They were about to conceive their first child together. It had all started a few months ago. The two of them had been married for three years. Doug was a paralegal, and Allison was an elementary school teach...
This is a work of fiction. All characters are strictly fictional in nature and not representative of any known or unknown people. * * * * * My story starts like this: I boarded the Metroliner train at New York's Penn Station at 9:00 am on a Thursday morning, bound for the Nations Capitol. I was half-awake from the previous night's festivities. I half slep...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the first erotic series I ever wrote, back in 2005-7, long before posting my first story. I have revised and edited (hopefully well) the chapters, but they are pretty much as they were when I wrote them. It is the story of a married couple in love and exploring a new version of their relationship. It is a fairly long series, although s...
"So we had the baby conversation again last week," she told her friends at the pub. "He drives me crazy! Last time he was fine, but now he is back to having too much baggage, and being too old to have more children." One of her friends rubbed her arm for support as she continued, "I was honest with him from the beginning that I wanted a baby! I am not getti...
+I pull into a parking space away from the door, get out and lock my Ford Fusion, and walk into Jerry's Bar. It has been a long, hot day, it was Wednesday, and I'm in the mood for a cold one, or two or three, and a sliced beef sandwich and some seasoned fries. Jerry's has the best brisket for anywhere in town serving cold beer, but not because he does his ow...
The strangest sex I have ever had was with two lesbian friends... "John?" I knew from the phone number identification that it was a friend from high school. "Shelly?" I hadn't heard from her in several years, not since our tenth high school reunion. "John! I'm so glad I've reached you!" I was a math nerd in high school, a member of the "intellectual cl...
"Uh oh... I... haven't got any money..." I was in New York city for the first time, on a trip by myself in an attempt to become more independent. That was apparently not going well, as I was a bit overzealous in my shopping all evening, and was now penniless, in a cab taking me to my drab motel room. "Whadju say?" the boorish cab driver asked, half turning i...
Liam was home. I didn't see him, but the shower was running and the pipes were doing their usual imitation of Niagara Falls. I plopped down on the couch and took a swig of the warm beer that was still where I'd left it and turned on ESPN. Ugh, tractor pulls are not my thing. I surfed the channels giving every station the standard 2-second shot at catching my...