Thank you kenjisato for your insightful suggestions, encouragement, and efforts in reviewing this piece for me. Note to Readers: It’s a ramble of a minor character from another story I am working on. ——————————————————————— His Love Lost, His Pen Found Born on Valentine’s Day, he was a true romantic at heart. He loved the enchanting
We were out for a camping trip together in the forest about an hour away from our home. It was something we liked to do now and again on our weekends, for a change. The spring nights had finally started to warm up, so we’d decided to go for our first trip of the year.
“I’m home, honey,” Jen sang out happily from the foyer after the front door closed. Mark looked up from his book, and looked up, as his wife walked into the kitchen. Her body, glistened with perspiration, her pink high waist booty shorts and matching strappy sports bra contrasting nicely with her shiny, well-tanned skin, a
“My wife signed the contract? Because I don’t see it. Let me get some better light.” With that, I stepped over, pulled out a Zippo, and lit the offending piece of paper on fire. Bridget and Rocco just stared as it burned like trash. “Nope… I was definitely right. That wasn’t her signature. So, what
All persons in this story in any type of sexual situation are 18 years old or older. *************** When I moved to a new school my junior year of High School Sharon Spencer was one of the first people that I met. We did not have an instant romantic attachment, but we were on the
No new ground here. A common way to get caught – but never as portrayed in this tale. Hart and Bowman is not Spade and Archer, but my hart (sic) was in the right place. Hart is a key to this tale that shows although justice delayed is justice denied, the same does not hold
Author’s Note: To the Trolls, I will be replying to every comment you make. And I will make you look stupid. Oh, I know. You lack the moral courage to read my responses, but everyone else will be laughing their motherfuckin asses off! To everyone else, Sorry about that. This one’s going in the “Loving
On a hot Saturday afternoon, Lucas walked outside and knocked on the neighbor’s large door. He waited impatiently, his blood pulsing with every second. After a long minute, the door opened and Arnold stood there and looked down on him. Arnold was a tall man with a bald head and piercing blue eyes. He was
Theodore and Penelope had just been married. They were excited for a fun wedding night and relaxing honeymoon. They were both in their mid 20s. She loved going to concerts, attending festivals and almost anything involving food or culture. They had a great time going to these together as a couple. He introduced her to
Elaine, my wife, confessed “Earlier tonight in his office I gave my boss a blow job to get him erect. Then I finished him off with a handjob. Rob was naked and I was topless. He sucked and fondled my tits. We didn’t kiss.” Elaine had given me blowjobs but they aren’t my thing. Elaine