The War Between the States had just begun and I was married on the day my new husband was to be shipped out to fight. I was only 17 but considered a woman at the time. My husband owned a small plantation in South Carolina. Though we were southerners and Jim, my husband, went to…
Andee folded down the top of her suitcase and zipped it shut. In a few hours she would be back in Canada, back with her husband – and after the past couple days – back on her back as she shared her experiences in Houston with the man waiting at home. She looked at Don…
Andee woke to the sound of the shower running. Looking at the digital clock beside the bed she saw that it was just after 6:00 a.m. As she sat up in the bed, she was trying to shake out the cobwebs and jetlag in her head when the realization of what had gone on the…
I’d been away with Lauren before, and we always seemed to have shared this mutual interest for each other. But since neither of us had ever really experienced a same sex relationship, the mood just seemed to remain sexually charged but reserved. This weekend would be a little different, however. Usually a few of us…
Note: This story is told from two different views. The girl’s view will be in standard character, the guy’s view in italic. I could hear the familiar sonorous roar of Ryan’s convertible Camaro. The first time my elder sister Amy had brought him home, I had immediately recognized what a great man he was. He…
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Andee edged her way through the crowd surrounding the luggage belt. She was happy to finally be off the plane after the three hour flight from Toronto, but still had some peculiar emotions about being in Houston. Ever since her encounter with Don back at the conference in Chicago she had been maintaining a casual…
It wasn’t every day that Andee had the chance to travel for work, but this time was exciting. She had been selected to attend a training session in Denver for a week and she was determined to make the most of the experience. After checking into the hotel, she headed down to the lounge to…
Andee tossed her purse onto the hotel bed and dropped her suitcase onto the rack tucked away in the closet. She had one last stop – this time Chicago – before heading back home. She hadn’t really had the chance to discuss everything that occurred in Denver with her husband, other than to allude how…
It had been a tough day at work and Jack was not looking forward to the long drive to his place in the hills. He sighed as he got to the door and noticed all of the white powdery snow that had fallen the previous three hours. He shook his head, thinking, I need to…
It had been a long time in coming. Andee wasn’t sure if having to “pay up” for losing a friendly bet with her co-worker was just a passing joke in the hallway, or if he was serious about collecting on it. As a thirty-eight year old mom of two very active boys and career woman,…
The whole matter began shortly after Andee’s 38th birthday. She had made one of the biggest decisions of her life and cropped her long brown hair into a cute “pixie” cut. It was a drastic change in her mind, and not long after she began to feel that she wasn’t being “noticed” as much as…
It was a perfect afternoon, 85 degrees and sunny with low humidity and a slight breeze. I’d never been to Colorado Springs before, and there were plenty of things on my must see list. That’s why I had flown in two days early for my conference. But after travelling all day from rainy Indiana, I…
The first time with Helen  This story, to my shame, is absolutely true. To save embarrassment to Helen, I have changed her name and some of the smaller details that might give a clue to her real identity. I don’t know who will read this and would hate for it to get back to…
My recovery was slow. More alcohol gave a faster remedy by removing the need to cope. I switched to tequila, which I prefer to the whiskey Zoe started me on that night. While we stood near the bar, I noticed a girl watching us and caught her eye. She was a little wisp of a…
If you’ve ever read my stories or chatted with me, you know how much I love doing naughty things. My entire life I’ve always done things I wasn’t supposed to do. Even when I was a kid I would purposely do the opposite of what I knew was right. It’s such a rush. Nothing beats…
