Note: Thank you blackrandl1958 for editing this story. For better or worse, I made substantial changes and practically re-wrote the story after it was edited. All mistakes are mine. TSG My Sister-in-Law Cheated And I got fucked. "Hi, Mike. It's Chris Harrington, Jenny Palmer's brother-in-law. Is Colleen available?" I didn't hear the "click", as Mike disc...
The announcement came that the gate for the flight to Mumbai would be closing in 5 minutes and I was in a panic as I had lost track of time looking for a read for the long flight from Toronto to Mumbai. Now I had to rush to board the plane. My handbag and suitcase were flailing all over the place as I found myself running for the gate. I made it to the gate...
We moved to Arizona four years ago, after I retired. My wife had been in poor health for some time, and we hoped the change and move away from winter weather would help her. Sadly, it did not, and she died two years ago, leaving me alone in our little house on a cul-de-sac in suburban Phoenix. Our daughter and her family live across town, so I am not complet...
Apprehended: Chapter Nineteen I never woke before Ethan. He was the early riser; the one who made breakfast and started the day before the sun rose. Today was different. I woke before the light peaked over the horizon. It was dark and cold. And for all intents and purposes, it was night. I wasn't able to sleep much and simply resting no longer held any a...
LUCKY JACK Being the misadventures of one of life's losers. Chapter One: Jack the Despicable! * WARNING TO NEW READERS- This is a rambling, VERY British story which although being totally a work of fiction is partially based on a true confession told to me many years ago. The theme was made into a short story in the 1990s but has recently been modernized...
This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. This conversation includes elements of wife swapping/sharing and group sex. If you don't approve of these behaviors and you still read on anyway the...
I listened carefully to the homeless guy's breathing as he slept under the stained, stinky tent. Yes, ragged and slow...in this cold winter weather he wouldn't last the night. I was sure of it. I pulled out the chalk and drew the protective circle around the tent. It was difficult to get a proper circle due to how close the tent was to the wall of the alley...
I submitted this story several years ago, but the whole thing did not get posted. Over that time many people have written for the ending, and I sent a copy to them. Now many people are commenting and I know that they have not seen the whole thing, so here it is again. Authors note: When I wrote part one of this story I really believed that it was the ended,...
For the next four or five days I managed to stay away from my sewing room anytime when Peter might be home. I was even recovering a little until one hot August afternoon my virile neighbor caught me working in the yard. All I had on was a T-shirt and a pair of jogging shorts, the gym class kind with the short loose legs and elastic at the waist. My only unde...
Like bits of shredded paper struck to wet glass, the heavy snow continued to clog the wiper blades slowing the tiny electric motor to an unhealthy groan. The streaked windshield became impossible to see oncoming traffic, and both side-mirrors of the school bus were so caked, Jeff Morrison had to open the driver's side window every couple of minutes just to b...