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…
Ch. 01 Living With a MILF If you haven’t read the prologue yet I suggest you do. I admired myself in the mirror. Ready for my date. My name is Jim and I am a 6’4″ college student. At age 19 I have almost washboard abs and large toned muscles. To top it all off I…
I had a few moments to process the following things: His knee, wedging itself between my legs, his hands, one travelling up my ribcage towards my breasts, barely contained by my ripped top, the other on my hip, almost gripping hard enough to bruise me (luckily I’m not that fragile) and finally his mouth, hot…
It was six months since the extraordinary evening described in ‘Journey into Cuckoldry’ happened, in which my lovely wife Alice and I had been seduced by our friends Steve and Carmen in our own MPV as we drove home from a late night concert. Well, to be precise, Carmen had given me a lingering hand…
Sandie’s First SwingCopyright Jenny Gently 2012 This is the story of a first and only ‘wife swapping’ evening, as told to me by a good friend. Let’s call her Sandie. I have changed names and places but I suppose, if by an incredible coincidence you know the individuals involved, it might be possible to work out…
It had been a long and stressful couple of months. The breakup, the aftermath, school, work, parents going on and on about how it would be good for me to start attending church again… Good Lord it was honestly very, very frustrating. To top it off, my ex-boyfriend was being overly emotional about the whole…
Ashley should have mentally drained after a long week of employer-sponsored training, the endless monotony of high-tech lectures, and computerized e-learning quizzes. Instead, as she made her way back up to the hotel’s elevator, awake and maybe even sexy. She was going home the next day, but tonight she looked forward to her last night…
“I miss having sex with a man sometimes.” We were sitting in Gato del Sol, our neighborhood Mexican restaurant, having what passes for Sunday brunch, just like we did nearly every Sunday. I was skimming through the ads in the weekly alternative paper when she looked up from her iPhone and said that, breaking a…
Yes, this is a true story. By the time I was twenty years old a number of things had occured in my life to more or less mess me up in the head and I had a string of years that were rather self-destructive. This is an example of one of my less-than-stellar moments. I…
I was in Phoenix on another out-of-town job and I was staying at the Embassy Suites. It’s my favorite hotel chain because it’s consistently clean, the breakfast is time-saving and usually good and then there’s the happy hour after work. Anyhow, I’d been there a few days when this one night I’m sitting down reading…
“Seriously? Forty-five minutes from the house, you decide not to start? Just like that? Come on!” I pleaded at the dashboard, which stared blankly back at me, both of us cooking under the harsh July afternoon sun. For what must have been fifteen minutes I turned the key in the ignition, over and over, and…
After I had moved to San Francisco I had lost touch with David. Now David had been a very supportive friend in my high school years who had seen me through my parents’ divorce and then he had helped me get into college. My job at the bank had really cut me off from my…
This is just a work of fiction. It’s based on a real crush I had on a real teacher who never knew what I’d felt about him. He was a truly decent guy and would NEVER have done the things I’m about to write about. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mr. Wilson was my English teacher for my freshman…
Kari and I had always been a pain in the ass to each other and after our folks died in a car wreck things just got worse. I was nineteen when she got married to Don and kicked me off of the estate and I ended up in a shitty little apartment in the bad…