I used to live in a small rural town, a community large enough to have a mayor, but small enough that he didn't have to quit his day job. And while I was there I began helping out with the annual Christmas parade. At first I was just a general gopher, doing odd jobs and making sure people and floats were where they ought to be, but as I continued to help out...
Gretchen and I met through her work. She was employed by a religious organization in a right to work state. We developed a good friendship, and eventually, she asked if I'd like to meet her for lunch one day. When we met, was already seated and waiting on me. She quietly advised me that what was in her frosted water glass was not water. I took the glass and...
Meena rushed around catching up on her housework that afternoon. She had toyed with the idea of returning to the building site on the way to school, but sadly accepted she could not turn up at the school in the state she had got home in that morning, and she had too much to do to set out early anyway. She could hardly concentrate on what she was doing, she w...
It was a conversation that I was not meant to hear. It was a Saturday morning in July and normally I would have been on the golf course, but two of my regular foursome had cancelled so the other guy and I had decided not to play. I was working in the basement on some home projects when I heard the back door open and a voice call out, "Maxine? Are you here?"...
Ellen's family was delightful, her father especially sharing Ellen's Irish charm with the same twinkle in his eye that first attracted me to her. We had flown back East for a reunion of sorts at the Catholic school she attended as a young girl. She had managed to find a skirt which more or less matched the uniform she wore as a student -- which of course had...
She was so mad at him! He had been coming home late every single day for the past two months. He said it was work, that there was just so much and he had to do overtime. She begged him to come home on time at least once every so often and talk with her, just hang out. She couldn't tell him directly that she was hungry for him, for their lovemaking. She reall...
This story could come under a range of headings, Mature, Couplings, or Transgender. But, I guess, Transgender is best, as I have enjoyed the luxury of satin against my body for some time now. Having Lived alone for the last few years, soft, swirly clothing and satin panties keep me constantly stimulated. Anyway, on with my story. Denice and I met when cr...
Like many stories on sites like these, this one has a similar thread. Lori and John had been college sweet hearts and married very young. They were successful in all aspects of life; home, family and business. John recently turned fifty and Lori was quickly approaching the mark. They were by all appearances the happy all American couple. Their two sons were...
He's going to be caned this morning, they both know it. He's ok about it, wants it for sure but has never quite known why. This is not a punishment, but part of a ritual that has come to be followed on the rare occasion he and his wife get the house to themselves; it never used to be like this. His preparation is the removal of every hair that would normall...
He found out! It can't be. How? Fear sliced through me like a hot flash of lightning. How'd he find out about Mike? "How could you say such a thing?" I asked, feigning outrage and innocence. Before answering Ron scrutinized me for a reaction. "I have my sources," he said quietly. To continue to deny would have been hopeless. He was too confident. Had he...