After a long and tedious divorce, I wanted to make a brand-new start. New town, new business, new home everything, thirty-one and ready to take on the world. Surfing the internet, I came across the small city of Medford, with a population of three thousand four hundred and twenty-seven. The site boasted of a grocer, druggist, movie theatre, Thursday through Saturday nights, an auto repair even a Towne Square to mention a...

I was sitting in my office, and somehow my mind turned to Lillian Nottingham. Lillian Nottingham and Cynthia Crenshaw were cut from the same cloth. Money. I met Lillian only briefly at Cynthia’s, but it was obvious, neither of them wanted anything, and got whatever they wanted. At least I knew where I stood with Cynthia. I wouldn’t mind having the same “understanding” with Lillian. Cynthia’s “desktop” and Lillian’s “lapto...

The morning after I installed the security login for the Sheriff, my phone went off at eight-thirty. It was the Sheriff. He wasn’t upset, so I was feeling pretty good. “Good morning, Tim, how are things?” “Doing good, sir, thank you. Are you having any problems with the new security login?” “No, not at all. They guys followed your easy directions; everything went like clockwork. But I may have a job for you if you are int...

I just got back to Medford in time to get undressed and go to bed. I was hoping this venture would be a good way to spend three to four days a week. It’s been on the run ever since I met Cynthia and not all computers. I do need time off. The next morning, George Lewis from Overton walked in the door. I had a good night’s sleep, so I was ready to get back to work. George poured a cup of coffee from the table and sat down b...

The following morning was beautiful. The sun was bright, and the sky could not have been bluer. I finally figured out the two-hundred-dollar coffee pot and was thankful that Cynthia fell asleep as soon as we got home. I enjoy the sex, but last night I was just tired. I was sitting, naked of course, in the kitchen looking out into the pool. The setting was like a plush garden like those in England. While I was mesmerized b...

Tuesday morning, Cynthia and I headed back to Medford. It was another beautiful day, so Cynthia had the top down. I have to admit, watching Cynthia get dressed was a bit of an arousal. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her put on her blouse without a bra. I’ll save that for the ride home. I was driving when we got to the two-lane road leading to the highway. I thought this was as good a time as any. We were approaching t...

Wednesday morning came within seconds of going to bed. We had coffee and toast, then I got ready to go to Overton. Cynthia looked wonderful in her see-through robe. She walked me to the door and gave me a gentle kiss. “Good luck, Baby. I’m going by my house to check on things. I may stop by to see my brother. Call me when you can. And Tim, I am very proud of you.” It was a very beautiful afternoon, and the road to Overton...

Morning came within seconds of going to bed. We had coffee and toast, then I got ready to go to Overton. When I got to Overton, it was nine-fifteen. I had time to kill, so I went to the local diner for a cup of coffee. As I sat there watching the steam rise from my cup, I started thinking about my life. I came to Medford to get out from under all the crap of the city. Where am I? I have helped a couple of people, but I ha...

The meeting had finished. Sheriff Nelson expressed his gratitude to Ms. O’Connell for her understanding of Himmel. He thanked the D.A. and there was only Madam Chair and I left in the room. Ms. O’Connell asked me to have a chair. I sat down, not knowing where she was going to go with this. I remember sneaking out of the bar through the side door during my last visit. She started to speak, “I am guessing Nelson and the D.A...

It was just the first light when I woke up. I had only a few hours of sleep, but I wanted to get home. Medford was not that far a drive, so I was sure I was up to the drive. I was going home today; come hell or high water. I threw my bag in the trunk, put the key in the night drop box, and headed home. I played upbeat music on the radio to stay awake. I couldn’t wait to see my little shop and the work I needed to get done...

The next morning Lillian made coffee and toast. She knew Tim had to get back to the shop. He did have a business to run. They had a relaxing conversation at breakfast. Then Lillian brought up that autumn was quietly approaching. It was hard to believe he had been here just over eight months. And a crazy eight months it has been. “Tim, I know it’s a couple of months away, but I usually go to my brothers for Halloween and t...

The next morning Lillian made coffee and toast. She knew I had to get back to my shop. I did have a business to run. We had a relaxing conversation at breakfast. Then Lillian brought up that autumn was quietly approaching. It was hard to believe I had been here just over eight months. And a crazy eight months it has been. “Tim, I know it’s a couple of months away, but I usually go to my brothers for Halloween and the Holi...

When we got back to Cynthia’s, she pulled the car into the garage. The door closed behind us, and I walked over to open the door for Cynthia. When she stepped out of the car, I pushed her against the car. Cynthia gave a knowing smile as she started to unbutton her blouse. She threw it into the front seat. She reached for my growing member and squeezed it through my jeans. Cynthia smiled and ran her tongue across her lips....

Tim was up at the crack of dawn. He had loaded his car the night before, then he went to Cynthia’s. Now he was racing toward this high-rent district for Thanksgiving at Elenore’s. But his main desire was to see Pat. Elenore was at the door to greet Tim on his arrival. “Elenore, you look radiant. It is so great to be here. Where do you want to put the turkey until tomorrow?” “I made room in my fridge for it. That’s a large...

Thanksgiving morning, Tim looked at Elenore. She was smiling, so Tim rolled over to her and gave her a good morning kiss. Elenore looked at Tom with a loving look. He put his arm around her neck, and she rolled onto his shoulder. “Mmm, this is a wonderful way to start a morning. And I have a lot to be thankful for,” Elenore whispered into Tim’s ear as she rubbed his chest. “I agree with you. You are a wonderful woman, and...

The lovers dressed, and Elenore went into the kitchen. When she opened the oven, she was pleasantly surprised. The turkey was golden brown. Pat was looking over her shoulder and inhaled deeply. “Elenore! That should be on the cover of a food magazine. And oh, does it smell delicious. You have done another excellent job preparing the feast.” Tim walked in and instantly stopped. “Something smells delicious.” When he looked...

Tim knocked on Pat’s door mid-morning on Friday. When she answered the door, Tim was flabbergasted. She was stunning. Her auburn hair flowed gently around her face. Her makeup was dark for daytime, it was what Tim loved. Her lipstick blended with her makeup and glistened. She was wearing a tan blouse just sheer enough that you could barely see her bra. Her black skirt just reached her knees, and her legs were covered by s...

The last glimmer of light was fading when the lovers awoke from their sleep. They had given and taken so much from each other; it was impossible to think there was any more desire left. Tim was facing Pat’s back; the fragrance from her hair was alluring. He gently reached over her and caressed her breast. Pat mewed and stretched. When she realized Tim was holding her, she put her hand over his and pushed it against her br...

At nine-thirty, Tim and Pat walked into Elenore’s home. The smell of fresh coffee brewing was the intoxicating fragrance Tim needed. He looked at Pat and motioned to the coffee pot and then to her house. Pat mouthed to him I wish. Elenore came down the hall and joined them in the kitchen. As always, she was dressed in an elegant see-through beige gown. Slippers and pearls to match. Pat was pouring the coffee. “Elenore, yo...

Sunday morning, Tim was awake before sunup. He quietly crawled from between his sleeping lovers. He was even going to go without coffee. Tim didn’t want to face the ladies because of having to say goodbye, but because he lied to them. But he was sure Delaney had something to do with the Sheriff wanting to talk to him. “I’ll have a cup.” Pat’s voice startled Tim. “I felt part of me leave.” Pat’s face was sad. “Pat, I don’t...

When Tim got home, he locked the door behind him as he always did. But this time it felt like he was keeping trouble locked out. He had no reason to feel like he was going to be punished, but he couldn’t shake it. His phone buzzed, it was Amanda. “HI, baby. I’m worried about you. I wanted to make sure you were home. You are very worried about tomorrow, I know.” Amanda had a sympathetic soft voice. “I’m fine, sweetheart. I...

Tim sat on the edge of his bed trying to think. Would this be just a wild goose chase, or would he find Lillian? But where does Delany fit in or, does he? Are these two separate incidences? Tim began to wonder if Sheriff Thompson had gotten any farther with his investigation of Delany. What has Thompson uncovered, if anything? He finally decided the best move is to wait until morning. Then he could drop off Miss Emma’s co...

With all of the ruckus about Delany and Lillian’s disappearance, Tim forgot it was almost Christmas. He rummaged through the boxes in his store room and found his battery-operated twelve-inch Christmas tree. His only decoration. He set it up on his counter and put in the batteries. A flip of the switch and the eleventh celebration of his tree began. Tim popped a beer and just looked at it. It brought back a lot of sad mem...

Tim sat in the quiet of the living room trying to think. He was beginning to think that Cynthia knew their relationship would be coming to an end. She eluded it. But how? Oh, yes, female intuition, the sixth sense. His thoughts kept going back to Pat. Tim heard Cynthia stirring in the bedroom, he went to check on her. She was sitting on the edge of the bed smiling like the Cheshire Cat. She looked at Tim’s crotch and lick...

The following morning, Tim was awakened by a strange feeling. Cynthia was bobbing up and down sucking his cock. He wasn’t sure how to react, so he pulled her pussy up to his face. Cynthia didn’t miss a stroke as she lowered her wet pussy onto him. He had no problem having her sex juice for breakfast and was happy to give her some morning protein. He wrapped my arms around her waist and enjoyed licking and lapping her puss...

Tim walked into his back door, and it finally hit him. It was almost Tuesday morning, and he and Pat would be spending five days at O’Toole on Wednesday. The excitement removed any possibility of sleep. He grabbed a beer from the fridge and made a sandwich. He put a CD in the player, he didn’t want Christmas music to ruin his happy mood. He did a bit more packing just in case the whole thing went south. He had a lot of fa...

Pat messaged Tim’s balls as she sucked on his cock. Her head bobbed up and down and her tongue swirled around it with each movement. Tim was slowly rocking back and forth with it in her mouth. Pat stopped and let Tim use her mouth for his pleasure. She held onto his ass. Tim gently put his hands to her face and had her stand. He kissed her gently and slid his cock between her legs. With her pussy wet, it was easy for him...

Tim turned Pat to face the mirror. She put her hands on the vanity. She used the mirror to watch Tim. He reached under her blouse and caressed her tits. He nibbled on her neck, Pat moved her head to the side so he could have access to her neck. She cooed expressing her pleasure. Then Tim placed the red tube next to her hand on the vanity. She looked at the tube and then looked over her shoulder at Tim. Pat’s smile grew, s...

Coffee came right on time. It had an amazing aromatic smell to it. A happy good morning to your nostrils. Tim filled their cups and went into the bedroom. Pat was doing what girls do in the morning. It made Tim think. When they are together, will he commute between Medford and The Heights? He hadn’t thought of that. When Pat emerged from the bathroom, she looked fabulous. Tim stood there holding the cups of coffee just st...

Tim was not feeling very productive. All he accomplished was to make a new sign. He wanted it to appear almost invisible, but he wanted to make sure he would not be open for business on January fifth. Then it finally hit him. Why was he busting his butt trying to come up with a sign? This is a small town. Not much custom occurs between Christmas and New Year’s. Tim decided on a sign for the door. Happy New Year! I will be...