Passion in James County XII The Widow By D.C. Roi Chapter seventeen Joanne and Larry walked back to Fran's cabin, holding hands. "That was fun," she commented. "They're really nice people." Greg nodded. "They're the best," he said. They walked up onto Fran's porch and into the house. Greg noticed that the light on the phone answering machine was blinki...
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The world was not always this way. Though few remember it, and even fewer choose to speak of it, there was a time when things were different. Before disease ravaged the land. Before the great feminization. Before the influx. Before the Femocracy. It was whispered that once white men had been just that: men. It was nearly impossible to believe, seeming more t...
My wife, Brenda, and I decided to finally go ahead and do it. "Are you sure?" I asked. "Yeah? Are you?" she countered. "Yeah. Let's go for it." "It" was a threesome. Neither she nor I had ever experienced one before. I had never even come close, not that she had. It's just because I had no other partners before I met Brenda. We have been married for...
This is a work of fiction, intended to be read by adults of consenting age according to state law in their area. If adult content offends you, do not read any further. Dina Daly was an attractive woman, in her late 20’s, full of life, vibrant and outgoing. But she was sexually frustrated. Her husband, James Daly, was a successful lawyer; in fact they were p...
Nancy Mortimer was settled down for the night, half way down her second, and last glass of her favourite white wine, book in hand, soft music, lights fairly low, and a nice warm fire. She had finished talking to her husband, and she was feeling a bit horny. They had joked about what they would like to be doing right now, instead of being 800 miles apart. "I...
This story is part of a continuation of my Road Trip series (see the end of 'Road Trip – California' for a list of the chapters of that series, in order to be read). You need not read that series to enjoy this series. Although real places and celebrity names are used for realism, this story is fiction. Please 'read, enjoy, vote, and comment.' Synopsis of Th...
Julie got up a little earlier than usual the next day. I had already made the coffee, and was working on breakfast for her when she walked down into the kitchen in her short silk robe and kissed me good morning. "I wish Doug would give you the day off after you had to work late," I said, wishing we could spend the day together. "Well, I do have a real job w...
The next morning, John, Jane and Phryne got up; they offered John their milk, but he said, "Sorry, I'm not hungry. I'll drink just a few drops." Jane, while giving him these drops, stroked his penis, but John said, "Sorry, Jane, I've worked too much tonight. You'd better focus on pleasing Phryne and today's nuns. Today it's Antonia Soro's and Tanya Gandhi's...
Life was wonderful. I was successful, we lived in a fantastic house, my wife was still exceptionally beautiful and we had two healthy, intelligent, almost fully-grown children. Then the word caved in. At the age of forty, Beverly suffered a very early menopause and it happened with devastating speed. The good side was that she did not suffer any of the usual...