I was on Interstate 80, maybe fifteen miles East of Fairfield, CA heading towards Sacramento. Up in the high, flat country with the golden grass in the summer. It was hot, very hot, but I had my windows open enjoying my new state. At 70 half the traffic seemed to be passing me. I was
Men in general, but my boyfriend in particular, have a problem. They spend way too much time playing video games. Something usually suffers as a result, for instance the laundry or your sex life. This comes about not just because of the time spent on one pursuit that could be spent on another. There is
My mother-in-law, Margaret, officially, but Marge or Margie to most people, and I always got along fairly well. I treated her decent and liked her cooking and her daughter was happy with me and I guess that was what she cared most about. She had a small apartment on the first floor of the same
I was sitting in my living room one day in late April with three of my girlfriends; Janet, Diane, and Karen. It was late in the evening, and while it might not seem all that unusual for four girls to be spending an evening of talk together, it might seem so if I were to
Often it’s the little things that change your life. Two lines of an old song, a trace of scent you all but forgot existed, a face in a crowd looking just like someone you knew and cared about… It sparks a thought, encourages a gesture, the little gears get in motion, the synapses start firing.
Usually vacations are relaxing or entertaining or educational, but this one was life changing. We are in our early forties and married just about 24 years. I’m 6’4,250 lbs. brown hair, pretty average sized dick. Courtney is just over five foot with a nicely curvy shape. Her buns and boobs are nicely filled out and