We were like many small-town young married couples in the 1970s that got married right out of high school. Lisa and I were sweethearts in our senior year and were both 18 years old at our small wedding. My young, shy, naïve wife was just 5'3" tall and weighed 105 pounds with short shoulder length blonde hair. I always loved her bouncy little B breasts and fi...
Authors Note. For those of you following the Dave and Meraina series This will be a little different. This is about Jay and Brandi, how they met. I’ve been a gamer almost all of my life. My motto used to be any game any time any where. Which is how I came to meet Mark and Brandi. Mark and I and several others were invited to take place in a month long strat...
Mikey was again getting the barbecue ready. Ken and Suzie were coming over for another barbecue and a little something extra. Mikey had been horny all day thinking about it but had purposefully stayed away from Missy. He wanted to be really ready tonight for whatever happened. All week, his mind had kept returning to the previous weekend when Ken and Suzie...
"Good news Tom! Mum says yes." "Oh brilliant. I owe her one." Some background: My name is Tom. I am 32, a year older than Lisa, my wife of nine years. We have two children, one aged five and one aged seven. What Lisa's mum had said yes to was to look after our kids so that Lisa could help me out at work. When my dad retired five years ago he handed me hi...
Friend’s Cousin (Rainy Season 1985) As told to me by my wife. She and her best friend were high school seniors in northeast Thailand at the time and for purposes of this story I will say that her and her best friend were already 18 years old. In her words: My best friend, Guy, picked me up with her yellow scooter on the weekend near the beginning of our s...
Yesterday the weather was absolutely beautiful. In the midwest the weather changes daily and we have learned when it is a great day you have to take advantage of it. So I ditched out of work about an hour early so that me and the wife could play a round of golf. We played a quick 9 holes and decided to stop in the bar for a few drinks and then head home to g...
Final My wife put her hands around me and kissed me. This was wrong, so very wrong. My wife should not be kissing me. I've done something wrong. My wife should be yelling at me, asking for a divorce or something, not kissing me. I don't know what I did wrong, but whenever in the past that I found myself in a situation even close to this, she was mad. Why n...
To the literary purists -- As with all my stories, I act in the role of narrator. This is a short story specifically designed to fit on one page. As such, there is no character development and no witty dialogue. I am not writing the next great novel. To everyone else, I hope you enjoy. * It was the weekend, and we had been invited to a party. It was at an...
"I'm getting too old for this cricket lark," pronounced Tony Archer as he shambled into the living-room and flung himself down on a chair. "You mean too old for the post-nets drinking," came the response, in a soft Welsh lilt, from his small dark wife, Pat. "Not at all!" said Tony, grinning. "That's the only thing that keeps me going!" Tony was medium-siz...
It was early May and the Carter's pool area became 'nude only' as dictated by Charlene and Tammy, so after the group finished the modeling session they all stripped off. Being the first time nude in front of the ladies at the pool the men had a hard problem and the ladies started harassing them. "Tammy, look at the guys. I think they love us don't you?" Cha...