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How I Seduced The Boyfriend Of My Mom - Part 2

Lola gets to know Mats' father more closely

Mats and Lola had just enough time to compose themselves and dress. Not much later, Lola’s mom drove up the driveway, and both Mats and Lola greeted her at the car. Mats gave her a big kiss on the mouth, and when the kiss broke, Lola’s mom looked so happy and smiled at Mats. Lola felt a bit of a regret well up in her. Mats had just cheated on her, but his mannerisms didn’t show any remorse or change. Without saying much,...

Hometown Habits

A Big City Girl is Taught the True Meaning of Christmas

Okay, I've got a really dark confession to make. I... hate the holidays! Okay, not hate. But I'm super conflicted. I mean, the food's great. Who doesn't want turkey, or yams, or pies? God, I love pies. Warm, wet, and sticky, what could be better? And decorating! That's my superpower. With mere printed paper and rusted scissors, I'll forge a blizzard of handmade snowflakes that will bring literal tears to your eyes. A wint...

Changes

Empty Nesters

My wife Amy and I have been married for twenty-five years. We got married when we were twenty-two and we have one son, who was born two years after our wedding. He attended a two-year trade school after high school. He got a career when he was twenty-one and soon moved out. That put my wife and me as empty-nesters for roughly two years. We held onto our careers as we approached half a century of age. We were too young to...

A Feast for Thanksgiving

Olivia gets stuffed and licked clean at Thanksgiving dinner

Olivia hated going home for Thanksgiving. As a second year university student, she had way too much work piled onto her plate to even think about anything else. She bit her lower lip and sighed, pushing strands of her auburn hair away from her face. Ring ring. She slipped her hands into the back pocket of her jeans and realized her phone wasn't there. She ran to her dresser and opened the drawer, her phone right next to t...

Something To Remember

It's just a hike right? Not like it's a date...or anything?

The Invitation   You “Do any of you hike?” you ask. The question is addressed to the table but you were looking at her when you spoke. The immediate flurry of responses from everyone making it clear that not one of them has realised who your question is really aimed at. “My fingers do all the exercising I’ll ever need thank you very much!” one laughs. “You wouldn’t catch me dead anywhere near that much nature on purpose!”...

Memories of a holiday fling – part 1

I meet a man at a conference who I feel I may have met fifteen years earlier

I was late for my conference. The train was delayed and getting across London was hell that day. I was flustered when I arrived, cheeks a little pink, hair slipping and tripping out of what had been a sophisticated yet soft high ponytail. I stuck a loose tendril behind my ear and paused at the door. The conference had already begun and I was going to have to make a surreptitious entrance.People on the other side of the do...