As far back as I can remember, Labor Day weekend always felt like a time of transition to me. It was the weekend that summer turned into autumn. True, according to the calendar, there were still two weeks to go, but its seemed as if, this year, Mother Nature was reading my mind and adjusted the weather accordingly. Having routinely endured 90-degree temperat...
Frank and Veronica had been friends for years. They met through their spouses, now ex-spouses. But their friendship had lasted through the break up of their marriages. In fact, it was that same friendship that had helped them weather the storms of divorce. Through it all, they talked, cried on each other's shoulder, and lent support whenever it was needed....
My husband and I have known Sgt. Smith and his wife Lyndsey for several years. The guys went through basic training together years ago, and then were stationed in the same unit. Lyndsey and I became fast friends, even though we were quite different. Lyndsey was 10 years older than me, but at 46 she was a knockout. She was an outgoing, tall blonde who had nat...
Evan burst into the conference room, out of breath and an hour late, clearly catching the corporate propaganda presenter off-guard. This was Evan's first training session after joining North America's premiere bank and there was a distinct classroom-like atmosphere in the room. Only classrooms were not usually uncomfortable for Evan. He easily worked his wa...
Jason Jackson could hardly believe his luck as he ushered Mia Lee into his loft. The Loft was both apartment and studio for Jason. He was a locally renowned photographer. He was nearly thirty and most would consider him handsome. He stood 5' 11' and weighed less than 150. He had brown eyes and sandy brown hair. He usually wore a few days stubble on his face,...
Chapter one I checked the address again on the last text that she sent to me. "1231 Kaysin Street. B there @ 11:30. Don't B late. Ask 4 CherylS @ the desk." I checked my watch. It was 11:25. The building was non-descript. It was just a large white box with a covered driveway in the front. A small painted sign hung from the awning that said "Circus" with a...
If you’ve been reading my stuff, you might remember that after my divorce from wife number one, I headed to Florida to join my buddy in the boat-building business. At that time, I had never enjoyed the pleasures of a gender-bending girl. I was as straight and vanilla as any guy could be. That changed pretty quickly once I got to Miami. Here’s one episode in...
Helen lay quietly masturbating. Not the urgent self-pleasuring of someone in need, but rather the contented playing of an already satisfied woman. Her left hand was just gently squeezing and kneading her breasts while her right traced lazy circles around the still hard nub of her clitoris and her mouth smiled from her recollection of the previous couple of h...
We were all sitting around the dinner table at a very good friend of ours, when the conversation took a very unexpected turn. My wife liz and myself (Vere) had been married for the past eleven years and we have always had a great relationship with each other. We have always enjoyed a healthily sexual relationship which has calmed down over the years. I would...
"I promise you, honey, you'll love it." I said into the phone, as I continued to apply my makeup. "No, I'm not going to tell you what my costume is; you'll just have to wait and see." I put down my makeup kit, and looked at myself in the mirror. "I know you already told me that you're dressing up as an Undead, but I didn't force you to tell me; did I?" I adj...