Woolworths Delivery Problems Stories

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When Worlds Collide

by c8er2u on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

AUTHORS NOTE: This lovely story which I love so very much, was kindly edited by innocent_angel. Please, read and comment heavily! I really need to know what you think about this so comment, comment, comment! C8ER2U * November 25th 1955 I had just given birth. Hadn't been two weeks and them Caulfield's done called me in; talkin bout they needed me for tha...

Shopping, Sex and Seniors

by JVDK on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

My wife works; I am retired and do the shopping. We live out of town and so I do the weekly shop in Woolworths in Hamilton and rely on our local IGA in Mortlake for the things I forget. I am 65 years old and enjoy a healthy sex life with my wife. Yes, sex happens after 60! Friday is my preferred shopping day as it is with many other persons and so you tend...

Presents

by SweetOblivion on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

"I have the presents required, pet." "Oh do you sir? I never asked for anything." "The main one is in the desk drawer on the left hand side." "Is it?" "One is. I have the others in my jacket pocket." "May I look in your pockets and pretend to be Mae West?" "No, you may not and do not disturb my papers by going round the desk: lean over it. I'm sure yo...

A Dry Summer Oasis

by 1965Squash on Sep 15, 2017
Mature

I woke Sunday morning, tired, and with burning eyes. I wasn't hungover from my graduation party the previous night, but my eyes were betraying me as if I had been. I rubbed them a bit and tried to open them again but still felt as if someone had rubbed in fiberglass. I laid back in the bed and thought about the previous night. I was upset that the my best fe...

Get Me Pregnant

by RonClarkeson on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This is a true story, I hope it does not come back and bite me! I was a young married man, an electronics engineer, working as a development test engineer in a small west midlands town. I worked in a tiny faraday cage, a metal box on a raised plinth surrounded by copper wire mesh to keep the radio transmissions the equipment I was testing from escaping. Thi...

The Angel on the Christmas Tree

by northlander on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

This short story is an entry in the Holidays contest. It is the property of the writer and may not be used by others without his permission. It is almost purely factual. It is entered under the Romance category, and out of respect for the participants, there is no descriptive sex in the story. * 23 December 1958 The Angel was perched on the top of the Ch...

Friend with Benefits Pans Out Ch. 03

by Wingwalker69 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Some days later, Alex and Jackie had been chatting throughout the interspersing days, and after one of the chat sessions, Jackie had invited Alex to supper. Alex accepted and arrived after the appropriate checks and signing of the register at security, and was again met at the door by Jackie in an eye-catching, beguiling outfit that she said was just 'someth...

Fall of '69 Ch. 05

by wilderness on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

As I lay beside Becky in the predawn hour, floating between dream and reality, I felt as though the hand of God had used me like a tool of divine intervention. How else could I have saved Becky from God knows what? It was as if our union was meant to be. Becky was my destiny, rescuing her from heartbreak my earthly mission. She was mine to love and protect....

The Red Coat

by JenniferWilson on Sep 2, 2017
Fetish

Saturday morning dawned with an overcast sky and threatening clouds as Barbara clicked on the kettle to make her first cup of tea for the day. She flicked on the radio to get the weather forecast so that she could decide what to wear for her morning's retail therapy session at the mall. Barbara was in her mid twenties and still single, but always on the loo...

When Worlds Collide Ch. 05

by c8er2u on Sep 14, 2017
Interracial Love

Chapter 5: I hope that you're the one June 24th 1968 The feeling in my heart could only be described as hatred. For so long I had wondered who she was, what she'd look like how she'd lived with herself. And now looking at her all I could think was how do you shop for cat eye glasses and silk scarves when you abandoned your child? How do you get up every mo...