'Good morning, Alice! Oh! I did not know you had company! I will speak to you later, Love.' 'Don't go, Terry! This is Molly, my daughter! I was telling her all about you. What a lovely man you are! Say hello to Terry, Molly.' 'I must say you have brought back a grin to my Mum's face, Terry. I am very pleased to meet you. I'm a lonely widow-woman too. I was...
I watched her out of the corner of my eye as her homely face wrinkled and crinkled at the printout in her hand. She looked back and forth from her itinerary, to her wrist watch, and back again. She was clearly not pleased. "Problems?" I asked from seat 22A. "I think I'm going to miss my connection!" she said from seat 22B. I could sympathize. Air travel,...
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1 Sydd had promised herself not to get involved—not that she was scared—though, if she had any sense she should be...it was just that, what was past—well—should be... 'past'.... Perri had reappeared—like a vision—not a 'sprite.' There was nothing spritely here in this apparition. No odes to youth and springtime. There was something of a cold edge here—a si...
Hi, my name is Ben Colton. I am 20 years old. Six foot 190 pounds. For now, I live with my mom out in the country where the next-door neighbor lives two and a half miles from the end of the dead-end drive-road I live on. There is a border side road a half-mile to the east side of the estate road I live on. The estate road was originally the drive up to a la...
Chapter 26 - The Joys of a Mature Woman ***** Let's start this rather simply. Natia was incredibly sore the next day. So sore that, even with a cushion, she couldn't sit down. No surprise whatsoever, considering I'd spent at least a couple of hours fucking her arse. I was fairly sure she wouldn't ask me to do that anytime soon. In fact, I think anything ph...
Funny how things work sometimes. The economy had slowed down so I was having significant issues drumming up business for furniture I make. It seems no one wants to pay $20,000 for a hand-made armoire. I was forced to close my storefront and find a cheaper place to move my shop. After some searching I was beginning to lose heart. There was no commercial spac...
I'm sitting here on the edge of the bed, with this lady whose situation most would say was desperate; totally hopeless, helpless and subjugated. In fact, this lady is my wife Asha and she's had four orgasms already and I can see another building inside her, judging by her muted sounds and movements of her hips. So there must be degrees of desperate, hopeless...
The following story was inspired by mismo's "Beware of Tan Span," a tale about a husband who ends up tricked and cuckolded by his wife of 15 years who hooked up with a Spaniard while on vacation in Cozumel. This story presumes the initial premise, albeit with somewhat different characters and asks the question, "how does the husband ever get his self-respect...
Here I was, 5 months before my 55 birthday. As far as love, sex and women, I thought I had most of the bases covered, seen it all, or at least what society says we should have seen. You know the old myths, a man reaches his sexual peak in his late teens, and how a woman hits her stride in her thirties, yada yada yada. I was about to learn the lesson of my li...