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My wife and I moved to a new, upscale neighborhood out in the suburbs. We have been married for over twenty years and are in our mid forties, but have never had children. We both work; my wife as a legal secretary and I am a realtor.
Our new home is on a quiet cul de sac and there are no children close to our home, thank goodness. We have been here about six months, and have met a few of the neighbors, but have not made any close relationships. Our next door neighbor, Margaret, is a lovely widow lady, 68 [read more...]
It was a hot Sunday when I first saw Mary, the type of Sunday made for sitting around with a cold drink watching television or reading a book. Although the temperature would often rise well above the ninety-six degrees that dominated my home city of Sacramento today, something about it being the weekend made people especially lazy. Had it been a Monday, or any other weekday for that matter, people would have attempted to ignore the heat just to make their workday that much more bearable.
I was washing the family sedan in the front driveway and thinking about the 49er [read more...]
Sunday mornings are not supposed to be noisy. But, this Lord’s Day morning I was awakened by a loud voice speaking. Good god, that man was arguing again! Uncle George was again beastly berating and criticizing Aunt Peggy. The bad-tempered, rough-talking bear of a man was acting like the bastardly beast that he was. His brusque, gruff, gravelly voice carried all the way from the kitchen to my bedroom down the hall.
If ever there was a man deserving of a good beating, then my Uncle George was it. My father’s brother had none of the kinder, gentler qualities in [read more...]
My dad had been killed in an industrial accident at the Greensboro textile plant when I was thirteen and in the seventh grade. We were living in a nice, comfortable house on Walnut Street at the time of his death. The loss of my dad was not a financial burden, since the accidental death benefits ensured that my mother and I would not be destitute. However, although his death had been very difficult for me, it was devastating for my mom.
At the time mom was only in her early forties and quite attractive, at least I thought so. She [read more...]
David and I had met at a swing party thrown by a mutual friend. We began to see each other after the party and soon became swing partners at the various parties and swing clubs that we attended. Six months after meeting, I moved into his two story suburban home.
David and I are both divorced, in our early 30’s, and professionals; he a chemist and I a lawyer. During our early days together we had both spent long hours discussing what swinging meant to us. We were both surprised to find that we had similar views on a swinging [read more...]
Jerry was your typical assistant professor at the University of Pennsylvania. Mid-30’s, married with two children, dedicated to his job and completely inundated with bills. Mortgage bills, car payments, credit cards, saving for the kids’ weddings, you name it — and now Krissy, his wife of nine years, was bugging him for a new living room rug. And while they had a nice house in the Germantown section of Philadelphia, the couple was just making it on his salary and hers, which wasn’t much. Krissy was a clerk in a book shop and didn’t make that much money.
So he [read more...]
For hours, Scott sat in his dorm room, hashing away at his physics homework. Finally, after finding one error near the start of his lab report that meant redoing fully nine-tenths of his subsequent calculations, he felt like going mad. At that moment he decided to leave and take a stroll in the park.
Somehow, it was just not his lucky day, and he took a wrong turn, because instead of returning to the rear of his campus by the dorms, he found himself standing in front of a waterfall.
The waterfall was fairly short, about twenty feet from the [read more...]
Sherry had let John take her to her first porno movie and now they were on their way home. Sherry had sat through both the movies, just amazed at some of the things people were doing to each other. She’d never even THOUGHT of some of those things, yet, now she couldn’t stop thinking about them. She had never thought about what a man’s sperm would feel like on her tits. It wasn’t that she was naive, Sherry had often sucked her boyfriends off, even swallowing their salty come. And making it with another woman! She’d never thought about it, [read more...]
“This is perverted.” Kristen thought to herself as she crept down the hallway, moving closer to the soft moans coming from the guest bedroom. It was almost three in the morning, and Kristen, clad in her flimsy powder blue nightie kept fighting the urge to peek. Images of being caught peek- ing in flashed into her mind, the outrage of her friends, the embarrass- ment of it. But other images flashed too. Of passionate, wriggling bodies, of glistening skin, a hard cock, swaying testicles, sensual legs spread wide and spasming. Kristen quietly opened the bathroom door, the one that connected [read more...]
Wednesday’s Child is Loving and Giving
I had made a date with Vickie for the next Friday night when she would “be ready”, as she put it, her period over for another month. We talked on the phone every night and I was really beginning to fall deeply in love or in lust. At sixteen, love and lust are part and parcel of the same emotions, the hormones satisfied with either. On Wednesday I called her house, but her brother told me that she was babysitting for a family and that she wasn’t there. I had to call back twice [read more...]
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