Jack stepped away from the taxi and turned to watch his daughter in law climbing the short but steep steps to the hotel doors. It was hard not to notice the movements of her shapely bottom under the tight grey skirt. He cursed his son, Colin, under his breath. Suzy was tired; she had been…
My new husband wanted to get me pregnant and have his baby. We had only been married 4 months but he was 48 and I was 44 so the clock was ticking. I told him we would give it a try but if I didn’t get pregnant in a few months then it probably wasn’t…
“Nightclubs just don’t work for me,” I sighed as my friend, Nate, tried to cajole me on my cell into going to a club with him. “Come on,” he said, “I’ll be your wing-man.” “That’s because you never need a wing-man,” I replied. Six-foot four, thirty-one, clean-cut with black hair and an almost perfect tanned…
This story starts on day three of my summer adventure abroad. I was visiting my favourite uncle and aunt who live in Dubai. My uncle took me shopping to The Mall of the Emirates; we spent all day chatting, shopping and browsing the fabulously expensive and extravagant stores. I had a funny feeling all day,…
My husband and I were out of town. We were staying at a very nice downtown hotel which his company was paying for. We were attending the annual company meeting and the wives were invited. It was our first night there and no activities were planned so we could do whatever. We had been married…
Laura settled back on the settee, nervous, yet sexually excited. She enjoyed her ‘fantasy nights’ with her husband Tom. She could feel the coldness of the steel handcuffs that bound her wrists firmly behind her back and she could also feel her own dampness between her thighs. Wearing a thin black dress with…
I held her securely in my lap above my softened phallus as we sat on the floor beside the bed. The delicate sensation of her lips on my neck and a second set of lips, folds rather, slipping along the length of my shaft caused it to harden. As much as I wanted to have…
I arrived at work with nothing on my mind. I didn’t care what wasn’t done from the night before, because whatever I discovered once I was there easily could be taken care of. As it turns out, one of the young women who work the registers called out. “Can you call someone in?” my boss…
Since the blizzard last year, I’ve kept my distance from Jayson and the chicken-head that has come home to roost. I became more focused on my photography and writing at the magazine. I had to put Jayson out of my mind regardless of his sexual prowess. I tried so hard to forget my unhappy encounter…
“Well, Sweetie,” Charlene said, “you’re not going on the road right now, so you can worry about all that after you talk to Mr. Karas tomorrow.” “Who’s Mr. Karas?” Elaine asked. So Tommy told her all about being buttonholed after dinner on Saturday. “Charlie’s right. You can burn that bridge when you come to it….
Billy sat uncomfortably on the settee facing Jake. Apart from the fact that he had only just met him, their meeting had also been thrust upon him by his wife Suzy. Having casually dropped it into the conversation at the end of dinner, she had given him only fifteen minutes notice before the doorbell rang…
They could not be together, every odd was stacked against them. They had met online by chance, and what started as a casual conversation became infatuation, and then love. They had never met in person, but they both knew what they had was the real thing, it was crazy but so right. She was at…
Many years ago, when I was thirty-five years old and my wife Joan was thirty-two, we decided to hike a section of the Appalachian Trial; starting in Hot Springs, North Carolina, and heading north. We lived in Knoxville, Tennessee at the time, so it was only a short drive to our Hot Springs starting point….
My wife, Eva, and I are now in our fifties, and we don’t have a very active sex life anymore, especially since Eva went through menopause several years ago. However, I do have wonderful memories of our sexual experiences from when we were younger. This story is about an event that took place on a…
FROM: Becky — FOR: Matt — With Loveby Rumple Foreskin DEDICATION: To those who serve, and those who love them. I was halfway between Macy’s and totally broke, sitting in the mall’s tacky excuse for a food court, and trying to gag down a tasteless salad with low-cal dressing. Piped-in Christmas carols competed with the…
