Shauna stood outside the Bed and Breakfast, looking up and down the main street. She looked for moments frozen in time and tried to capture the memories that she should have. The street looked narrower than in her memories and the buildings smaller. "But that might be the perspective of a child over an adult." She thought. Down south, a row of small shops that seemed to have evaded time brought back a few memories. Turnin...

It was the night of October thirty-first. My friends and I had tickets to go to the local night club’s Halloween dance. There are twelve of us who work and generally hang out together. Mostly male but there were three women who worked in our section. The local club had changed its name to “The Coven” using a makeshift banner hung across the real name. The tickets specified that all attendees had to wear fancy dress. At wo...

It was early October of 1992. Kelly and I had moved to a new locale just a few weeks earlier. That left us without our usual mechanic. When Kelly’s Mustang started acting up, she decided to take it to a Ford dealer. The problem was specific to higher speed and certain circumstances. Kelly really wanted the service writer to ride with her so she could demonstrate the actual problem and, hopefully, get it fixed on the first...

I should have said 'No,' right from the start. I should have said 'No,' a dozen times along the way. I've always been a sucker for a pretty woman with a sweet voice, and I said 'Yes.' One too many times I said 'Yes,' and all along it was leading to me standing with my knees shaking and my pulse racing and the cold sweat of fear threatening to break on my brow. Certainly, I was safe for the moment, as long as she didn't se...

The wedding was beautiful and mercifully short, humorous and sweet. Sam and I hung out with Bryce as we all acted friendly and courteously to all the faces we didn’t know – which was ninety-five percent of the people there. The reception and dinner were fun with excellent food, good wine and a great DJ who knew how to throw a party instead of one of the rote boring DJs to be found at so many of these events. Suddenly, dur...

I thought this story was finished, but things have a habit of going on in my brain so it turns out that there is more. For those who didn’t read the earlier chapters, and those who have forgotten them, it may be worth a look at the links above. In brief, the early chapters cover Candy — a wife who likes to have occasional wild sex — being severely injured in a car wreck while on the way home from one of these club dates....

It all began at a New Year's party. My wife had recently made friends with a new girl from work, a twenty-one-year-old Bulgarian girl called Alexia, who had just moved to the country. I hadn't spent much time getting to know her before we were left alone together at the party. We started making small talk about where she had moved from and how she was settling in, and then she began to catch me off guard with a few random...

Michelle looked out over the blue-green waters of San Diego bay on this warm summer’s morning.  There were just a few white wisps of clouds in the sky and it looked like it was shaping up to be a beautiful day to go sailing.  She had never been sailing before and wondered how she had come to be standing here. Michelle was a twenty-six years old tall and shapely brunette beauty, standing five feet ten inches tall, with lon...

In part one of this story, I described how my name is Craig, and my wife, Faye, and I were forty-one years old and had just moved to Gulfport, Mississippi from Baltimore, for my consulting job at the Naval Construction Battalion Center. Faye is an RN and got a job in a hospital here, but our daughter had just graduated from high school and stayed in Maryland to attend college. Faye is beautiful and looks a lot like the si...

My name is Mike Jensen. It was a Wednesday evening and I had stayed at work a couple of hours after my employees had knocked off for the day. A dinner and reception that I was attending were occurring this evening and I didn’t want to go home before the event. It was close to the office and the thirty-minute drive each way home didn’t make sense. I sat in my office by myself and wished I had not agreed to attend, but sinc...