In Chapter one our heroine, Kate, a successful businesswoman turning 60, has asked herself a troubling question. Is she a slut? Thus began a series of chapters in which she describes to her husband Henry (her fourth husband) her life beginning with her late teen years and her sexual activities at each stage. The portion in italics in each story is her recoll...
©2005 JW Omnimedia. All Rights Reserved. (I'd like to thank Jackie for her contributions to this series. Her guidance definitely shaped its direction and the story would not have been the same without her input.) * Katy made sure her car was locked up and left it in the parking lot. She'd be riding with Mo since she was several glasses of wine past being...
I had plenty of gas, and, in early summer, the weather was warm, but my GPS was down. I was lost in the back roads of Kentucky, around Sassafras. It was evening and I knew that I had only about half an hour of effective light left. I'd by-passed a grimy mom-and-pop motel about an hour ago, and now I wished I'd stayed there, even if it was a dump. I'd follo...
Author's note: If you haven't already, I ask you to read parts one and two. A big thanks again to 29wordsforsnow. If you haven't checked out his writing you are missing out. * From Claire to Davina, Pt 03: Clubbing and rubbing Stepping out of her Uber, Davina arrived at the downtown club to meet her friends, for what she hoped would be a wild night. "Wo...
"Honey, are you still awake?" I barely heard my wife's question. I was very near that place where voices no longer register. What hadn't changed though was my lip lock around one lovely breast. Lying on my side, with the pillow bunched beneath my head, it was the perfect height for my adoration. It still showed the signs of other men's admiration in reddene...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Asuka or Becky Lynch or Charlotte Flair or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Charlotte Flair had never been more ashamed, humiliated, or furious. Sure, her team had let her down big time, but that was no excuse, because both teams had...
You've come home from work on your break for lunch, and are making yourself a sandwich. You pour yourself some iced tea and take the sandwich on a plate to the bedroom. I tell you that we have fresh cherries, and give you some to eat. You grudgingly take a few and eat them between mouthfuls of sandwich. I want to talk but you don't seem to be in the mood for...
In case you have not read any of my previous stories, let me bring you up to date. I am a white male in my early 40’s living in the largest city in the southeast United States, Hotlanta. I work for the Postal Service as a letter carrier and the majority of my co-workers are African-American. This is great for me because I love African-American women. Through...
It was Friday night, after work, and I was walking over to the pizza place across the street from my office. The owner was gorgeous, and he and I have been flirting for awhile. I decided this morning, that I wanted something to happen between us. I had my black lace underwear on, and matching bra. My breasts are a size 38 D. The guys love them. I usually fin...
November 22nd - Shopping Trip With Johnny. Vanessa, John and I take Johnny on a shopping trip to see what he's interested in for Santa to bring him. Since it snowed yesterday, John decides to buy him a sled and take him shedding later that day. Johnny's not going to be hard to shop for because he wants everything. We're all mentally making a list of several...