A few days after the crawfish-party my parents had been invited to spend the weekend with friends. They had girls of the same age as my sisters so they were invited too.
They all left after breakfast on the Saturday and shouldn’t come back until Monday. It was a long journey.
I went to the stable to ride after they left. The lads were still making jokes about French women but I just laughed at them. It was a nice warm day as is often the case in late August. My horse was fresh and I had a lovely ride for two hours. When I came back it was nearly time for lunch. Read the rest of this entry »
“The following story is going to be at least a 10-parter, with each chapter in a different category. If you enjoy this story, I’m afraid you’ll have to go find each part. Hope it’s worth it.
Part 1: Non-Erotic.
Part 2: First Time
Part 3: Loving Wives
Part 4: Exhib & Voy
Part 5: Lesbian
Part 6: Interracial
Part 7: Letters and Transcripts
Part 8: Romance”
The Anvil made for the southern coast of France. Around mid September, she found a port and docked. The port was run by a harbormaster who was willing, for a price, to forget that the Anvil was docked there. Read the rest of this entry »
Well, let me tell you a little about myself so you may better understand my story. My name is Aaron and I am 35 years old. I have been divorced for the last 2 years. I am 6 feet tall and have a fairly slim build. I work as a financial services advisor for a Fortune 500 company here in the Midwest and have held this position for the last 10 years, ever since I received my Master’s degree in accounting. When I began my career I had the privilege of working for a woman named Jan who became a mentor, and later, a close friend. Jan and I no longer work closely together, but remain within the same corporation. Read the rest of this entry »
Ted was in a rush to get back to the apartment and get out of there before Greg got home. He should have taken his time. Greg was there waiting for him.
“Trying to get out of the bet, Ted?” Greg taunted.
“Of course not,” Ted lied.
The bet was one of those stupid things the two of them (along with several of their friends) were always setting up. Although the bets were for the most part somewhat stupid, the pay-offs were always seriously moronic. The pay-off for this bet was to wear the famous “Molester” costume to Tracie’s Halloween Costume Party tonight. Read the rest of this entry »
It was time to leave again. These visits were wonderful in their joy and painful in the parting. I stood and took her small hands in mine.
“I have to be going now. Gotta catch my plane or I”ll have to stay the night.”
The little grey-haired woman used my hands to pull herself up. I saw a wicked little gleam sparkle in her eyes. She pulled my hands around her waist and shoulders, and dropped her arms around my neck. It was a tradition begun years ago.
“I dare say there could be worse things to happen. Don”t you think you could still make love to an older woman?” Read the rest of this entry »
There were several long, silent moments when I couldn’t respond to Anna. Her words cut right through to my very soul, an awakening from the sexual afterglow I had been enjoying. She looked at me thoughtfully, as her words were digesting inside me.
“Sean,” she whispered. The warmth in her eyes was unmistakable, and it took my breath away. I realized with that singular utterance that I never wanted to leave her. In just a short time I had found the one person who truly understood not only my writing, but my spirit, the source of that writing. I thought and thought for the right words to say, but finally I leaned towards her and kissed her softly, squeezing her tired body with as much caring and loving as I could. When finally she lifted her body away, she kissed my forehead. Read the rest of this entry »
“This is NOT a stand alone story! There is no sex in the story. I’ve tried to make it realistic, so don’t expect Jonathan to have been a former SEAL able to visit vengeance on Susan and Rich. While I’m going for a different ending than Nici in her “Something to talk about” and “Between Two Lovers” I’ve tried to keep the characters as she wrote them. That doesn’t mean I see their actions the same way. I have the Nici’s permission to write this ending. Indeed, she’s been a wonderful help in understanding the characters involved. I’ve done my best to keep them as she created them. I have made a few minor changes, for example Joey is a girl and the location is Austin, Texas and not Denver, Colorado. If you haven’t read the story, “gird up your loins,” because it’s a heart breaker. Mine begins after Nici’s “Between Two Lovers Chapter Two.”" Read the rest of this entry »
“Thanks again to ‘Omegazone’ for editing this story. If you haven’t read the first two chapters please do so now.”
It was time to go back and see the doctor and get my results. I would need them for the divorced proceedings. I entered the doctors office and waited to here my name called.
The receptionist spoke, “George Manning, George Manning,” I stood up, “please follow me,” she said.
I went into my little room and the doctor came in. “Good afternoon George,” the doctor spoke. “How are you today?” Read the rest of this entry »
” Author’s Note: I wish to thank the everyone that helped me with this story. Special thanks to my volunteer editor Angel Love. This chapter has some violence and no sex. ”
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Michelle thought that she must be imagining things, Ryan couldn’t have just said what she thought he did.
“Dead?” she heard herself repeat distantly.
“Yeah, the idiots went for a joy ride, drunk off their asses, and wound up wrapped around a tree about 100′ down a ravine. Now what the hell do I do? Do you have any idea how hard it is to set up these meetings? I can’t just put an ad in the paper. If you want to get out of this anytime soon, you better come up with a way to help fix this.” Read the rest of this entry »
Part One: Finding Out
The whole thing started when I went somewhere I’d usually never go. I’d just dropped one of our more annoying clients off at the airport, having listened to an earful of his complaints all morning, and I was in no hurry to get back to the office. It was a dreary Tuesday, and hard to get excited about an afternoon of reviewing contracts.
So I stopped off in a drab-looking bar/restaurant about a mile from the airport, intending to have a leisurely lunch and a beer or two before heading back to the salt-mines. Read the rest of this entry »