I was shaking as I stood looking out the kitchen window, a freshly poured glass of wine in my hand as I heard the soft footsteps behind me. “Did you enjoy the show, Mrs T?” the quiet voice said as she entered the room. “Wh… what?” I stuttered as I turned to see Julia, my son’s girlfriend, enter the room dressed in one of his rugby shirts. On her diminutive frame it was almost a dress. “The show… what was it you went to se...

“I sort of committed you to dinner at the newlywed table tonight, Brock.” “Willow told me.” “You OK with that?” “I’m looking forward to it. Willow said that snooty girl from yesterday needs to learn some manners in the way she talks to you.” “Yeah, Joey’s been pretty snotty to both of us. She doesn’t like you and Willow together.” “You know I’m on your side, Jace, and I will try to make her apologize.” I smiled, “We only...

I woke early and alone in Cozumel and knew there were two more nights where that would happen again. It had been after 3 AM when I finally found the bed, so I didn’t expect the Painful Welt and Willow for at least a couple of hours. I was convinced that they did something much different when they found his bed. I had breakfast, checked email and the news on my phone, and downed several cups of coffee before I finally sett...

I was on a solo backpacking trip, I'd spent a few days in this small town and booked the overnight bus for that evening on to the next place. I wanted to spend the day by the pool, it was the rainy season, but the sun was out today and I planned to make the most of it. The cheap backpacker hostel I was staying in didn't have a pool, so I went to the fanciest hotel in town and managed to sneak into theirs... naughty, naugh...

All the grandpa and granny aged men and women were sitting in the classroom waiting for Catalina and Alondra and were chatting quite happily and didn’t notice the two teenage teachers walk in. However, as soon as Catalina called out loud and with a sharp tone of voice, “Buenos noches”, everyone immediately stopped talking. Catalina went to the front of the class and sat at her desk whilst Alondra sat at the back at her us...

“Daddy, daddy, come cuddle with me,” nineteen-year-old Heather said from the doorway of her bedroom. She swayed there in her romper onesie pajama, a pink one with big red peppers printed on it. Her blonde hair was a bit disheveled. Her eyes were playful and mischievous. Her hands were behind her. Her breasts jiggled a bit as she swayed. And two perky nipples stared back at Caledon, Heather’s stepdad, as he shifted uncomfo...

Growing up is a bitch.  In high school I was the quarterback on our football team.  I was popular and had a steady line of girls.  My parents bought me a new car in my senior year and life was good.  My grades, however, reflected my lack of attention to school work.  My father warned me that if I didn’t go to college, I would have to pay rent after high school graduation.  This would require me getting a job which would c...

My name is Ken, and now at the age of forty-five, I’ve been looking back on the unusual way an enjoyable swinging sexual relationship began with my neighbors, Paul and Emma. I was thirty-five at the time, and my wife, Sarah, was thirty-three. We were, and still are, living in a middle-class neighborhood in a suburb of Omaha. I was fortunate to get a job in the corporate office of a multinational conglomerate holding compa...

'David, where did you hear those words?'David Hinch rolled onto the sodden grass. Beside him, Sammi opened one eye and surreptitiously looked over at him. 'The same place I heard that your tight little tushie broke a toilet seat and that you like to wear white cotton panties.'Sammi gasped, her head snapping over to look at him. 'I knew it! You were eavesdropping on my conversation!' Wait, eavesdropping, is that right? Yes...

Just type the words “happy ending massage” into your browser and see what pops up.  I swear there must be seven hundred and fifty thousand entries for men, and like, three entries for women.  You have women from every ethnicity advertising that they are the best and will rock a man’s world.  You, literally, must go into the black market to find a man that offers a sensual massage for a woman.  What is the big taboo about...