“What?” I asked. I must have heard him wrong. “I want you to fuck my wife.” A million things went floating through my head, most notably, the thought of railing his wife Justine. Why the hell would anyone want to give away his wife like that? This is the last thing I needed to hear from Grant. I have my own issues, besides who fucks his best friend’s wife? He’s got to be joking? “Justine’s seen all you’ve been through and...

Gina turned the water off and lay back in the tub. Her body completely submerged in the bubbles of her bath. She closed her eyes. She was nervous about her plans for that evening. Nervous was just one of the many emotions she felt. She had been dating Phil for four months. He was polite, handsome and always a gentleman, but most of all he had been patient. He had not rushed her into anything. He had not even tried to kiss...

Edith Downing had been my fifth grade teacher, as well as my next door neighbor, growing up. She had a daughter four or five years my junior, whom I babysat for a few times early in my high school days. I'd seen the death notice in the local paper, and since she was a former neighbor,  I thought I should pay my respects, so here I was at her funeral service. Let me back up here a moment. She wasn't just a neighbor, she wa...

Fifty-seven year old Lydia Mae Valentine smiled with love at hearing the voice of her daughter, Tonya on the phone.“Hi Mama, how are you?” Tonya asked.“Hi baby, I’m fine. I’m getting along. Thank you for the dinner plate," Lydia said.  "The chicken was delicious.""It was no problem, Mama," Tonya said.  Her mother's vision wasn't completely gone but it was close to it.  Tonya knew that soon her mother would have to move in...

 The next time I went over to the neighbors, it was not to meet my sweet girlfriend Lisa. Actually, I waited until seeing her leaving the house, before I casually strolled over the lawn to run into her aunt, Mrs. Wilder, who was again harvesting berries in the garden.When I sheepishly asked for Lisa, Mrs. Wilder smiled deviously and said in her chesty voice, “Tough luck, boy, she is gone, but you are welcome to help me ag...

Matt Jackson is a high school history teacher. He is thirty-five and a widow. He lost his wife in a car accident five years ago. Mr. Jackson is a good looking guy, six foot tall and with a good build. He has not dated since or had any interest in women since his wife’s death. Mr. Jackson is popular with the students but has been a little distant since his wife died.Remmy is a senior at the high school where Mr. Jackson te...

I whimpered and keened as his tongue laved my left nipple. My other nipple peaked with anticipation waiting in turn.I looked at the juncture that joined us together and my thoughts were in a jumble. There was something poetic about it. I could feel him pulsing inside me, taking me with him on a journey of wantonness. His prick, felt heavy and full inside my vagina. Each stroke as he languidly and slowly moved inside me, w...

I'm not going to annoy you with all the boring details of how I ended back in my hometown. Let's say the government didn't really care if I was alive or dead. My passport and driver's license were still valid and that's all I needed to travel.I had tried to contact Susan, by phone, two days after I was aboard the Navy ship. My old number was no longer in service. I tried looking her up on the internet, but the number list...

Travel for my job had me on the road about half the time the last several months. Jenny, the woman I had been seeing for about a year, had grown increasingly upset about how little time we had together. I talked to my boss, but there was not much he could do until this project was completed. My efforts seemed to placate Jenny, especially when I told her if things didn’t get better with my next assignment, I would look for...