The warm August air fell upon the fairgrounds like a blanket that Friday night. Blaring bass from the concert in the main arena could be heard from miles away, and a group of friends sat in the dairy barn enjoying the music and some alcohol-cleverly concealed in bottles of gatorade and coke. Addie, a seventeen…
The sounds of car tyres on shingle pebbles roused Jack from his slumber. Fay gave Jack a small nudge, “Wake up sleepy head.” The car approached the brow of the hill and through his drowsy eyes, Ottershaw Manor loomed large in front of him. There was Gothic, mock-Gothic and many variants of in-between, impressive in dark grey granite,…
This is a story of fiction, although I wish it were non-fiction. First Timer-be gentle. There she was, where she usually is on Monday morning, right out front of the school. I’d see her almost every day if I were lucky enough to catch her. I would offer to drop off my nephews at school…
I was filled half with dread and half with nervous excitement as I made my way to rehearsals on a slightly warm, March evening. Tonight would be the first time I would see Ted since I’d written the stories about our passionate encounters in July, while the play was being performed. Part of me just…
I quickly exited the car. Taking long strides, I glanced back to see her, almost in a run, trying to catch me. I slowed my pace to let her catch up. I knew exactly where we were going. “Ed and Becky’s Hair Salon”. Ed was an old school gangster who turned his life around. Becky…
Living in upstate New York, working in the city, subways are a transportation necessity. As usual, it was packed like a sardine can. I had already given my seat to an older lady, so on my feet I stood. 9 th Street, the next stop, was always crowded. Those of us standing did the back…
It was the last night of our production of ‘Much Ado About Nothing’. A small part of me was relieved that all the stress and the nerves would be over, but the majority of me was excited and disappointed. I would have to wait practically three months before the cast and crew got back together…
It seems pretty rare these days when a house in our neighborhood sells quickly once it’s put on the market. My husband an I have even seen some homes, priced at what seems to us very reasonable prices, hang around for months and months and months with no offers and little activity. Then, the home…
I had a week off from work. A week off! This was my first real job after I’d graduated high school and this was my first vacation. Not one with my parents but mine! I could go where I wanted, do what I wanted. There was only one problem … money. I decided to use…
“Domina,” the name rolled off Lauren’s tongue so easily even though she was asleep. Lauren spent many nights under her mistress’ command. She mumbled, screamed, and whispered the name of the only woman to whom she surrendered all. Her heated body was tense, her muscles bunched, they burned and then finally they released themselves in…
After my last encounter with my young next door neighbor I felt a little guilty. I’m in my mid-twenties and this kid is an 18-year-old high school senior. For the next week or two my shows were no longer taking place and I did my best to avoid running into Tony as I walked to…
My name is Andrea, I’m 43 and I’m a MILF. I love that fact, truth be told. I have a one daughter named Courtney, who is 19. We both have brown hair and eyes, and live in the house she grew up in. Her dad left us, when she was young, so it’s really just…
Things with Judy have been great since my last posting. Our affair has continued despite the slowdown in posting my stories about her. We have had a couple of great encounters. Judy and my father-in-law went south a couple weeks ago to spend some time at their condo. The weather up north has sucked so…
It’s so hard to find a job when you’re sixteen. Summer finally arrived and I needed a job. Since no one would hire me I asked my mother if I could use the lawn mower to try to make some extra cash. She told me it was fine. I had made up fliers and put…
They say that roughly fifty-percent of all marriages fail. Well, I’ve only been married once but my percentage is a hundred. Hardly anything not heard a million times before, she had an affair with her boss and he was leaving his wife and she was going with him. You’ve heard it before, I’m sure. Well,…
