I Ain't Going to Need This House Much Longer "Daylight again." "Thank you, God. Looks like I lived through another night." I said to myself as I took off my oxygen mask. "I guess I'd better get up before I wet the bed. Susie won't want to clean that up again. " "That damn flush valve is going to have to be replaced. It takes fifteen minutes for the t...
I first started swimming because I needed to get in shape. I was sick of being stuck in a lifestyle of yoyo dieting. Sometimes I'd be able to stick to a diet for a few months; cut out the crap in my eating habits, do a little light exercise, shed a few pounds and feel a little better about myself. It felt great being that little bit lighter, having a few les...
"Let's go to New Orleans for Mardi Gras this year," my wife Sally exclaimed. "It will be an adventure!" And so we began to make plans to head to the "Big Easy." Mardi Gras is a full season in New Orleans, with parades, parties, and general merriment beginning around two weeks before the actual day. Folks let their hair down and do things they would never do...
It was a Friday night in late October. The events of the summer had already dimmed into the distant past and our sex life had reverted back to the normality of the humdrum - Vanessa and I had made love perhaps two or three times since that night with Caroline. I was at home alone whilst Vanessa was out with her work mates. I had been detailed to stay sober...
As the party was winding down, another couple decides to stay and "help clean up". My wife, does not normally flirt too much, but tonight I noticed she had been rather playful with this couple. I think the few glasses of wine may have helped also, but I certainly liked what I saw. Anyway, while we were cleaning, the 4 of us were just chit-chatting about any...
At twenty-three years of age, Vickie was technically still a virgin. Ever since she'd become sexually active in a manner of speaking, Vickie had still managed to hold herself to the notion that she would not have intercourse with a man until she was absolutely positive he was the one. Not that she was even saving herself for marriage. That idea was as archai...
Notes: The rage now are websites where promiscuous spouses meet up clandestinely. In fact one of the major sites has been in the news and I got the idea of this story from a tabloid article I read about that particular one. It's vintage 'c1992w.' For those who know and like my previous work, I hope you enjoy this one as well. For others, hopefully, you will...
This little tale should have ended with the last chapter. (Judging by the voting, the one before it?) However some encouraging e-mails changed that. Thanks again to those that have taken the time to comment. The ride home was pretty quiet. Mary would look at me for a bit and then stare out the side window. Henry had been the perfect gentleman; hustling the...
Cathy and I had been married about three years, and were still enjoying a terrific sex life together. She was in her early 20's and an absolute stunner, long graceful legs tapering to a pair of fine ankles, topped by a arse cheeks to die for, moving upwards her waist was slim, her tits full but not overdone, she was a natural ash blonde with strait hair fal...
"You're what?" Natalie stared at her boyfriend, Mike, in amazement. "You're going where?" Mike stood with his back to her making a cup of tea in her tiny kitchen. The air was thick with tension and Natalie could feel her stomach contract with disappointment and fear. "I'm sorry, Nat...there's nothing I can do about it." "But...a whole month? In Scotland?"...