Naked, I Walked Home

I hadn’t been swimming for a long time, but on Monday I went to the pool; it was very hot. The outdoor complex actually has three pools. There’s the wading pool, which goes ankle deep and is for the babies, the mid-size pool, which at deepest goes up to the middle of a man’s torso,

Hi Honey I Just Fucked Your Step-Daughter

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRING! BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRING! *squick!* “You have reached the phone of Mary Smithson. I’m sorry I’m not at home at the moment, but if you care to leave a message please speak after the tone. Love you.” BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. “Hi honey, it’s me, Don. I’m sorry but I gotta tell you… I just fucked your daughter. “Now, don’t

Mystery Flasher

“Hi,” she said. I looked up. She was leaning onto the information desk at the record and book store where I worked, and she smiled the perfect smile that beautiful women do so well. Though it was late and I was a bit tired, I immediately slipped into “helpful employee” mode (trying not to enter

The Seduction of a slut

Portia Stewart closed her lace parasol with a snap and turned to watch the throng of people shove their way into the shade of The Egyptian Theater building. Perspiration pooled at the base of her back, soaking into her chemise as she waited for her husband, Gabriel, to return with the tickets. People shouted, pushing

Husband’s Favourite Slut

I knew I’d fucked up. That was really the core of everything that happened after. Knowing, right down to the bone, that everything was totally my fault. Me and Todd had had a good thing going; good marriage, nice house, decent money… everything we could really look for. There were people our age who’d have