During a trip into Boston, he stopped at a small antique map shop. While flipping through the Caribbean charts, he discovered a crudely drawn map that vaguely reminded him of an unnamed island he had once explored off the Haitian coast. "It's a map to pirate treasure," the proprietor said pointing to the black "X" near the tiny cove on the island's east side...
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It has been a few months since Mom's amputation, but this is the first time I am able to take some vacation time at work. The drive from the airport takes me over familiar roads north through tall stands of pine trees and scattered fields. I leave the windows rolled down and enjoy the aroma that takes me back many years. Not much has changed. Before long, I...
Author’s Note: This is the third part of the “Getting Off a Ticket” story. This story was written for a woman who often fantasized about having sex with someone other than her husband. She eventually made that fantasy a reality. I welcome any comments and please leave your return address in the body of your text if you wish a reply. Enjoy. It had been a won...
It was nearly time for summer break and Michael was ready to go home for the summer. First he had to make a call. "Hey, baby. How've you been?" "Michael? Hey, sweets, I've been pretty good lately. It sucked pretty bad for awhile but then I managed to find a new playmate." "Yeah, same here. You going home for summer?" "Well, I'll be there for a week then...
Note: A first attempt at writing an erotic story. All the characters involved are over 18 years of age and entirely fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. . . . India is a country of around 1.3 Billion people. Yes, that's correct. It is said that every 6th person in the world is an Indian. And just like how o...
Elaine reached over her desk and took Roger's hand. "Oh Roger," she said, "a transfer? Why just last week at Orientation we were all in such a good mood." Roger was on the verge of tears. "Oh, Elaine, I don't want to go. I so don't want to go. I'm looking for another job, but nothing yet." "Let me make a few phone calls, dear. I know people here and there....
After spending the evening taking care of my girlfriend Lindsay's house and pool, I discovered that she and her husband, Ron had been watching me skinny-dipping via their internet security cameras while they were on vacation in South Carolina. When I got home, I sat down (still nude) in front of my computer and checked my email. There was one from Lindsay,...
ACT 15: Therapy I found myself back at the bar, sitting in my seat, mind wandering in and out of this crazy dream like state. Selena was drying some glasses, the white towel swirling inside the thin cups. She twirled around as she reached down, lining them up under the counter, her wrinkled dress fluttering about around her knees. She knew I was here, but k...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...