Blame It On The Beach - The Making Of A Mature Slut Wife When my wife Gwen first suggested it I was lukewarm to the idea. Our vacations had always been busy affairs filled with exploration and meeting with as many local people to learn the customs and culture as time would allow. Upon our retirement, 4 years ago, we vowed to be more adventurous and had zip...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Thanks to Chopperfan327 for the edit and the regular and updated bullpen for keeping me on track. The words 'I love you' inspires joy, relief and terror. ***** I missed my entry to the infirmary. I was returned to clarity by the two female attendants. The younger went straig...
Hello! This is my first submission to the site, and I am submitting it for the Winter Holidays Story Contest 2012. Having said that, I would like to urge you to vote up the story if you like it. I would appreciate it a great deal! Also, I would be remiss not to mention that this story is not a stroke piece. There is some buildup, and if you are not interest...
Chapter 10: July 21 (Late Morning) ------------------- Dawn sat tensely on the arm of the couch. She wouldn't make eye contact. "What? Why?" I tried to remain calm. "I was fired for cause, Will. No severance. Ben told me that legal forced him to notify Bethany Welsley, too. I might not have a job anywhere now." "What the hell is going on?" I said aloud,...
(Author's notes: This is a work of fiction. In this fantasy, nobody is worried about STDs. In real life, all non-monogamous sex should be practiced using accepted safe-sex precautions. All persons involved in sexual activity are at least 18 years old. Very special thanks to LunaRosa for her perceptive editing. This is a better story because of her insight....
*This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned* *Never judge a friend by what they give, but of how much of themselves they give* *Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *There is a bit of mangling of the Iliad going on. My apologies to Homer and...
This is a Winter Holiday contest story. Too many readers don't vote. Please vote. I need the support of your vote. Reminiscing on Christmas, a lonely black man remembers better times in his life. * Michael's favorite thing to do, while masturbating, was to remember a few select white women from his past. Recalling the white women that he had sexual relat...
My thanks go to my proofreaders LadyCibelle, and my friend SH, for attempting to sort out my foul-ups for me. But I must remind the reader that I still retain my annoying habit of fiddling with my tales of woe, almost every time that I open them. * I'd lain back on the sun lounger after taking a quick swig of the big iced cocktail the waiter had just deliv...
WESTRONS APPENDICES This is NOT a continuation of the story. Instead, because of the volume of feedback I've received, I decided to add some explanations, and reveal some of the influences which shaped the story. Also, with the permission of the readers, I'd like to share some of the feedback I got. It's organized like this: 1- Influences / inspiration 2...
Ugh. Managers are the same everywhere. Literally, everywhere, in the entire universe. When I was 16, I worked at a supermarket as an underpaid check-out girl. One day, the manager, Mr Schwimmer, came into the staff room (five minutes before my shift had even started!) and informed me that I should go clean up the men's toilet. Skid marks in the bowl. N...