"Hey Loretta, how ya doin? You and your hubby up to shooting a game of pool with me and my buddies?" "Oh hi! Yeah, I guess we could be. Are they any good?" "You bet! These guys are real players. Loretta, this here's Danny, Jackson, and Tiny. Boys, meet Loretta and her husband Ray." "Whatta ya say Ray. You game?" "Okay, what are we gonna play for Leroy...
Valerie enters the dark world of bdsm. Pre note. Part of this story is based on true events. Valerie and her husband did wish to join a BDSM club some of the events actually happened. At last after months of arguments Valerie at last, agreed with her husband. She had to accept the fact that perhaps he was right. All this came from a swinging party they ha...
When I married my dream goddess I had no idea that she had been such a nympho slut before college. I only knew that she’d been the prom queen, and head cheerleader in her high school. In college she became a member of the most elite sorority on campus. And why not, what with her angelic face, long flowing silver white mane that fell in waves down to around h...
I can't believe I'm going to doing this. I keep telling myself that Steve and I are just meeting for drinks and nothing else, but my willingness to resist any advances by him . . . well it exist in word only. I tell myself that it is only drinks at his hotel while he in town on business but I know where it will end. Steve is sexy, funny, and smart and I am c...
My husband Dave and I had been married for 25 years. We were both 48, still attractive and healthy. And our sex life was still good, even if it had fallen into a routine after all those years. Dave's sex drive was always higher than mine, and I tried to keep him happy the best I could, but I always knew he wanted a little more. Shortly before his 49th birth...
Hello, and welcome to the tenth issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. If you want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of their piece. If you want to make a general comment on...
Despite the many years since I had last felt that touch, I knew instantly that it was Traci's hand resting on my upper arm as she came around from behind me and sat down next to me at the table. Up until then I had been sitting alone at the groom's family table at the wedding reception for my oldest grandson, married earlier that day. I had slipped in to t...
It took him a moment to recognize what had disturbed him. It was the sound of his name being called. Soft, like a whisper. "Ted." He blinked and looked around the darkened room. It was just another hotel room, in another town he had been called to for work. Nothing special. But the voice came again. "Ted." Who could it be? Except for his boss and cowork...
This is a true story of my 3 month adventure in the South of France. Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent. Little did I know, when I stepped on the Air France flight and made myself comfortable that my summer plans would change drastically and my unquenchable thirst for sex would become so lucrative. It took twenty minutes for my jaw to...
I think the last time I saw TJ was the summer after High School graduation. I don't know why I remember things like this but I had asked him to a movie. I remember the only reason he could go with me was because his girlfriend, a new girl to the school had gone on vacation with her family. TJ wasn't a wallflower, he had other girlfriends in high school but t...