Author's Foreword For all that expressed their wishes to see Gwen's story continue, thank you for taking the time to let your feelings be known. It's flattering to know you have enjoyed the story so far and don't wish it to end just yet. For those who feel Gwen went far enough (or too far) in the first part, the continuation may not be for you. For thos...
I have heard some people say that being a firefighter is long stretches of boredom with short intervals of extreme terror. I guess that can be true of other jobs as well. I don't know if I agree with that or not. My name is Barry, I fight fires. I love my job. As of the start of my story I have been doing it for 7 years, and never wanted to do anything else...
Mellow Yellow Chapter 8: The Honeymoon (Canada & the U.S.) (Author’s note: I had assumed that 7 would be the last of the Mellow Yellow series, seeing Melinda and Paul married, having their first fight and then planning a family. I have received such good response to these stories that I will fill in some of the gaps in the sexual adventures of Melinda and P...
"Isn't it time you got over it?" For Mandy, there were no harsher words. "When you lose somebody you love, it destabilizes your world-view," a therapist told her a number of years ago. "You view life as fragile. It is normal to temporarily lose faith in the stability of life. You believe that at any moment, you could lose the things you cherish the most."...
Chapter 2 –A wall of anger is building up My perfect life was over. That was the essence of all my train of thoughts in the next few hours. Here I was, thinking that I was an exemplary husband, and I just found out that my wife was lying to me, cheating on me. So common an occurrence but so unlike what I expected from my own marriage. My cell rang but I di...
Samantha sat in the driveway and nervously checked the address on her phone. The house was typical for Palos Verdes, a rambling expanse of brick clinging to the high, narrow crest of land that overlooked the Pacific, fronted by a wrought iron gate and surrounded by a forest of small trees and blooming plants. Sam smoothed her dark slacks with her hands and c...
Without even looking up, Tara passed the sheet of paper to the next person. Her throat tightened, the nipples on her full breasts pebbled in her bra she, and there was a flood of dampness in the matching silk panties as she noted the coffee brown colour of the hand, which took the paper. When the deep, smooth male voice responded, Tara's almost perfect lit...
Monday evening was swimming night and as we prepared to leave Carol was really nervous. "Everything OK, you look a bit white?" "No nothing, I just feel a bit off colour." I bet she did, we were off to collect Paul and she didn't know that I knew. She tried to cry off but I insisted she would be alright once we were there. "Hi Paul, how's tricks?" I asked a...
Liz and I just recently had dinner at our country club with four other couples. They are our closet friends but they have no idea that we have occasionally been leading a secret swinger life. Some of my friends have even told me over the years that Liz seems sexually uptight and prudish. If they only knew the truth. It is true that when we first moved to Co...
This is a revised version of my original story. I have taken the advice of some of the comments and removed some things not pertinent to the actual story. I want to thank those who enjoyed the story and those who offered constructive criticism. I also had included an admonition that this is a fictional story and if one doesn't understand fiction, to look i...