Edited by tangentjoker. Great job. Thank you. ----- On his way home, Todd was in an emotional turmoil. He was torn between the fact his exciting sex life and the closeness with his lovers were temporarily over and the alluring prospect of what may happen in Berkeley with him and the female species. He felt some sadness but also had to smile as he thought a...
I cheated on my husband tonight. I didn't plan it. I didn't expect it. I don't think I invited it. I didn't go to this conference thinking I would cheat. I've never even thought about cheating on my marriage before. But it happened. I cheated on my husband and I'm afraid what will happen now. My name is Margaret Prescott; most people call me Marge. My hu...
The Introduction: This is the story of Lori and Carl (and Aimee). Several years ago, I was required to do a paper for a Human Sexuality class I was taking in school. I had the opportunity to interview a young couple whose marriage seemed to be perfect. The story is a true story with the names being changed, of course. * Aimee: I met Lori when I took a part...
On every job, you know that person that drives you insane? It's like they have a map of where all your buttons are and they mash the shit out of them every chance they get. You think about what you're going to do the next time they even look at you a certain way. You find yourself mumbling under your breath every day after they've done something annoying. Yo...
My wife Penny and I got involved with a startup company. We had invested in this new venture with one of her brothers and some of his friends. The new product had started to take shape and things were picking up. To get established in the marketplace, we had to attend a convention in Las Vegas to show our product to the different vendors and distributors. Th...
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is a sequel to "Sara's First Pussy". That story, while a work of fiction, was largely based upon actual events. This sequel is mostly fiction based upon the yet unfulfilled fantasies of some of the people involved. I have tried to make this a standalone story not dependent upon reading the original. However, reading the original will pr...
Part 1 I awoke with a jerk from a bad dream, the details of which fled with the opening of my eyes. There was a warm body in the bed beside me. It belonged to a doll named Isabella Wyona, as did the bed, the room, and the apartment. She was Caribbean, from a place called Cat Island. A fan dancer down at the Diamond Club and a pretty good one. Her deep brow...
As anyone who has ever been divorced will know, you can get rid of the wife, but you can't get rid of the life. Looking back on it, I realize now that my biggest judgment error had been becoming friends with my wife's relatives. After Jane and I divorced, her brother and sisters were very supportive of me, in a patronizing, head-patting sort of way. I had t...
Tilly was waiting for me on Monday after breakfast. She was dressed in shirt and pants and sat on her bed with her white tennis shoes on the floor. We were into my fourth week since arriving at the safe house, and routine was starting to become habit for me. Though it was only Tilly's second trip to the greenhouse, she already knew the procedures as well as...
I always felt a strange kind of kinship with Kajal. Both of us were women in the heavily male-dominated world of machine tools. I was the only woman in the dozen-strong sales team of a small machine tool manufacturing firm, the archetypal "small and medium business". Kajal was the only female among the half or dozen or so interns we had hired from a local en...