Spring came slowly that year Dawdling over the winter gnarled earth Snowdrops lingering tardily into late March Colliding their white with the robust Multi-colors of vigorous crocus Too easily giving way to daffodil’s sharpness April dies, as daffodils fa...
My name is Terry and I have been happily married to my wife Susan for just over twenty years. We have three children, all in their teens. I am fifty-two and my wife is ten years younger than me. We have a very happy marriage but the one thing that has gon...
My name is Dawn, I am a forty-year-old mother of two children and have been married for nearly fifteen years. Last week I did something that changed my life forever. Not only did it open my eyes to what I have been missing in my sex life in the last few y...
Four years into my time as a gigolo with Ron Vincent's business of providing escorts for the mature lady I had acquired quite a reputation. A good number of the clients asked for me on a regular basis. Having said that, I'd had a few occasions which had e...
Before reading this story it may be helpful to read ‘Sadie Shows Mike the Way’ I'd learned much of my sexual prowess in the hands of Sadie Summers, our married neighbour. After I'd turned eighteen, she had been my mentor. I was pushing twenty when, afte...
Linda Payton slid out of bed and went, naked, to the window. Who could sleep in this heat? Barely one a.m. and she had been tossing and turning since coming to bed. Too hot, plus the fact that her mind wouldn’t stop churning over her problem with her thir...
Melissa double checked the room number. It definitely said forty-two, on the fourth floor of one of the most decrepit buildings in East London, Balfron Tower. It wasn’t the prettiest site, but then again, neither were her clients these days. At forty-two,...
After my first meeting with my eight university students, life returned to normal. My son did end up going to that very same university, my husband still really didn't pay me much attention. Life went on as boring as it was before, but something was very...
Gene Hargreaves sat in the back of the evening Western Lit class listening to the professor’s lecture. Typical prof: short black hair, round face, built like a fireplug, looked like he worked out in his spare time, Genes, plaid shirt. Papers littered his...
I am a lucky guy, a very lucky guy. I have had a few girlfriends in my time, but they never understood my fixation with feet. The long, slender feminine legs with the delicate feet are something to behold.My current girlfriend didn't get it at first, but...
**Frank Bradley is a single father who works long hours to keep Ball n' Holes, a part miniature golf and Bowling alley hangout in business. Considering raising his sixteen-year-old daughter Danielle to adulthood as his primary goal in life, he hasn't thou...
Come take off your clothes darling,I want to see you in all you beauty,But I won’t see you without the light,Bring your hands away, show me you,No blushes my love, open yourself to me.You don’t like your breasts but why,I love them they are part of you, I...
I was young only seventeen when I had hooked up with Melissa, the girl next door. In this case she really was the girl next door. Mom and dad had gone away and left me in my house all alone. Melissa was nineteen with long dark hair and amazing blue eyes....
"Leggings are not pants." My wife, 5'10" tall in her bare feet, with perhaps the longest legs on the planet, often used that expression when confronted by one or more young women whose shape was not suited for such a revealing garment. I, on the other ha...
I had imagined bumping into him so many times. I’d played out the conversations and different situations, pictured what it would be like to actually see him in person for the first time in sixteen years. It would then frustrate me to think that we had spe...
