Chapter 1: Barb & Terry I came home early that hot summer's day; finished my work and was anxious for a cold beer and a hot shower. As I pulled into the drive, I noticed Terry's car parked in front. I thought this was a little odd. Terry didn't drop by much anymore, since her job required her to sell on the road. Terry is a girl most men would simply love...
Author's Note: This is a copy written work of fiction, which is for fantasy and entertainment purposes only. Amos Mack labored in the hot, southern, August sun. It was almost 1 pm. He was 25 and a former powerful inner city black gang leader, who had just been released from prison, where he had been serving a ten year sentence for killing a rival gang le...
This story is a total fantasy. There is no under age sex or cruelty involved. I hope you like it. ***** It was Tuesday morning. John Goode woke suddenly and heard his wife Jennifer downstairs cooking breakfast. He walked over to the window and peeped out. It was a beautiful day. He smiled as he saw a young squirrel shooting across the back lawn with a nut...
Author' Note: The story you are about to read for the most part is true. I have lived in South Africa, Switzerland, Washington D.C. and Rome and now am living with my husband near Paris, France. The name I have assumed for my own sexual experiences is "Vixen," the alter ego of a model. Now I have written different stories about my life; my inner mind and p...
A short, little story to serve as a warning to some of us who might frequent this site. No sex scenes. No background and the whole story takes place in not much more time than it will take to read it. ================ Sue let out a sigh as at last her husband John rolled off her, sated, and fully satisfied. She hoped it sounded like a sigh of pleasure rat...
"Where the hell is Cavtat, Croatia?" Carl asked. "Southern Croatia. Across from Italy. In Europe, stupid," he wife Angela replied. "Whatever happened to foreign exchange students coming from Toronto, or Nassau?" Angela frowned. "It's a smaller world now. Some of these countries produce very bright kids because of the Internet, better schools, you name it....
W.O.O.F.S. That was the term I heard applied to people in situations similar my wife's and mine. Kids grown and out of the house... six figure income... "Well Off Older Folks," they call us. Well off perhaps, but older folks? Forty-seven is old? Forty-two? Those are the ages of myself and my wife, and I certainly don't consider us "old." Yet to many, I suppo...
Hello diary I've never kept a journal before. With the exception of my best friend,there's no one I can tell what I've done this past week. I figured this would be a perfect time to start writing things down. I think it'll make me feel better. I'm going to start at about a week ago. My Alarm went off. I woke up in a haze. I was so tired. I had spent most...
"Fuck!" Cassie started awake as I sat up. "What? What is it?" "What time is it?" She looked over at the clock on her bedside table. "Quarter to five... why?- oh..." realization dawned on her. I had to get home now. "Fuck. Fuck! Where are my pants?" I scrambled out of the bed, adrenaline waking me up. "Here," she tossed my shirt to me, a slight note of...
Mandy Collins walked in to her boss's office and plopped down on the sofa. Nelson Adams looked up, not completely surprised by his paralegal's appearance. "What's up?" he asked. "Julianne wants to have a meeting." Julianne was Nelson's wife. He was an attorney, she was a Certified Public Accountant, and while their occupations were different, they operat...