I was 21, far too young to be married but we had a 6 month old kid and I wanted to do the right thing. I’m slim 130 pound, white, small frame, good looking, blond with blue eyes. We rented an apartment and I worked in the parts dept of a local Truck dealer. I
My brother Chris raised her to be respectful, straightforward, and honest. She brought her natural brilliance, vivaciousness and loveliness, making her a very attractive total package. And her hard-working intelligence and intensity brought her success in academia, a bachelors degree, a masters degree and an interest in sociology for which she was studying for her
This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to reality is accidental and would be damn surprising. Be warned that this story may involve explicit descriptions of sexual activities. Holly Harmes enjoyed college, but mostly she liked living on her own. She was ready, after eighteen years of being a kid, to be master
My wife and I live in a small town where I had worked my way up over the years to become the manager of my local office. About a month ago, I got notified that I was in line for a promotion but it would involve my wife and me relocating to a larger town
We’d been shooting porn videos in western and eastern Europe. Damn, those Czech and Romanian gals were hot. We went on to India and got some hot footage with Desi girls and women attending to our white cocks. Then on a whim we headed for Sri Lanka. Didn’t know much about the place but it
My wife was a woman in a bit of an emotional or moral turmoil. On one hand she wanted to explore but on the other she was a complete prude. When we were at home she dressed in a very conservative manner seeming uptight all the time. The only exception was when we went on
The small ad caught Joy’s eye on the morning of January 5th as she was sorting through the various sections of the New York Times. She read it, paused, reread it. She chuckled softly, turned to the front page, and read about the downing of two Libyan planes as she downed her toast and coffee.
This story was written as an xxx fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. Pam Fulton and her twin brother, David, had been working for several days now, cleaning out the downstairs bedroom. It had belonged to Steve, their older brother. Steve had gone off to college and Pam was
Ben was a successful business owner and had a lovely brunette secretary name Jill. Jill and him had several extramarital affairs on the road and he was crazy about the woman. He was married to Jean who was a rich blond and sometimes was a total bitch. If he could trade wives he would have,
It began harmlessly one morning. I had just woken up and was having my morning pee and noticed the next door neighbor’s light on in their bathroom. As we have a small house with only about a metre border between ours and our neighbors house our toilet looks directly into their carport and their bathroom..
Well to be honest it has been at least ten years since I talked with anyone directly involved with it all, and now it has been more than forty years since it all happened. Yet there are some defining moments in your life that you never forget. True, details become blurred with time and perhaps
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Since I was home from school on the semester break, I took my sister to a nice restaurant on the night before her 16th birthday. “How’s your love life?” I asked her with a smile as we studied the big menus. She shook her lovely head. “I have none. Boys are disgusting.” “Your pardon, miss?
As Katrina quietly tip-toed along the hallway she could hear the gentle tick-tock of the old grandfather clock that stood at the end of the corridor. Street lights shone in though the open bathroom door, providing her with a dim view of where she was going. Her feet made barely any sound on the soft
I had been married to my wife for six years. From day one, everyone went to her aunt Wilma’s house to hang out, grab a drink, play cards and in general just chill out. It was where I could go for a good game of poker, as she was 67 years old and retired. I