This story is dedicated to a different Rickie. She dressed like a hooker, had a heart of gold, and was the hottest thing I ever clapped eyes on. The girl also taught Sunday school. xxxx I drove the Jaguar down off the highway, around some winding chicanes and through the palm groves that sheltered Morningstar Beach. It was clear and sunny, and when I woun...
Dear Reader, My apologies in advance to all of you who are fluent in Spanish; I am not. Although I have tried to convey what happened and what was said as faithfully as possible, it's possible I've put something in that technically doesn't make sense. Hopefully the intent comes through. I hope you enjoy the story, and when you get to the end, please take...
As we walked away from the courthouse, heads held high, I felt a sense of relief. Rose was being sentenced at this very moment. I'd grabbed Shavonda and split with my dark-skinned beauty because I'd seen enough. All the pain Rose had caused to everybody close to her, and I still got the feeling she didn't get it. Rose didn't get just what a disaster her blin...
This is the second and final part of the story A Brother in law with benefits. You must read the first part for it to make sense. Thanks for all your great comments on the first part and I hope you enjoy the ending. It took a long time for me to fall sleep that night, as I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened. I felt very guilty about having e...
Dear Readers: Thank you for waiting so patiently. Here is the latest chapter. As always, PLEASE vote, comment and/or send feedback. I hope you enjoy it... --- Gabe and Rae were playing Uno after dinner one night when a knock came on the door. They looked at each other with a puzzled look. They hadn't ordered take-out, that was pretty much the only time an...
It was starting to get later in the fall so there was not as much biking on some of my favorite trails. That meant that it was easier to get a good ride in without interruption. It was in September when I received an interesting email from Elaine. She had found the card that I had placed into her bike shorts after our first rendezvous and was just saying hel...
I have a hard time with categories, a painful admission for someone a bit OCD. The wife is a loving wife but the husband is a loving husband. The underlying theme is anal but that is only a small part of the sex. I went with "Erotic Couplings". If you feel "Anal" would have been more appropriate I hope that choice doesn't ruin your day. Thanks to LarryInSea...
It was 3:00 p.m., and the buzzing of Jesse's phone woke them. He apologized, and got up to check it. "Well, it looks like I'm going to Baton Rouge this week, after all. Team lead just emailed everyone. We start Tuesday at 1:00 p.m." Jesse was talking more to himself, but Diana was concerned. "Do we have to leave now?" "Not remotely. I'll catch a Tuesday m...
How had it happened that he was the only person here? His two hosts were at work, and his two companions had decided to go hunting for souvenirs? Had that been it? They had all left early that morning while he was sleeping off the better part of his hangover. Had he really drank that much? He laughed silently to himself upon realizing that he had indeed, and...
This follows from the earlier stories in the series, but is intended to be read as a stand-alone work. It could equally well fit in a number of categories, but after finally getting the coin to land right, it's here. I hope you enjoy yourself. + I felt him shift again in the bed next to me. We had no clock in the room, but it felt like sometime after midni...