Most major corporations expect their employees to be involved in community activities, and it is essentially required for senior-level executives. I am an executive vice president for a major financial services firm in the greater Newark, New Jersey area. I have always enjoyed my time spent benefiting our surrounding communities. My name is Stuart, and my wife, Jody, and I were forty-six years old at the time of this stor...

Angie's Perspective In Part 1 of this story we learned that hiking in the Blue Ridge Mountains near our home in Roanoke, Virginia had become my husband Ed’s primary exercise and relaxation. My name is Angie and I prefer to go to the gym for my workouts. We are both twenty-five years old, Ed works in the healthcare industry, and I have a part-time job as the coach for a girls’ volleyball team in high school. Since we final...

My name is Megan. I'm 17 and go to West Cumberland High. I'm a skinny Asian with a decent figure and I've been trying out for the cheer leading team ever since I was a freshman. I made friends with a lot of the girls on the team so this year I was certain I was going to make it. Auditions were last Friday after school. I dressed like a school girl in a pleated skirt thinking it looked cheerleader-ish and wore purple eye l...

The cold inconsistent wind was irritating her, blowing her long brown bangs into her eyes, swirling around her bare legs, and teasingly lifting her short blue skirt. Emma cursed her uniform under her breath. It was autumn and the temperature was dropping, even as the breeze swept golden brown leaves onto the court. Emma took a slow breath, knocking stray thoughts out of her tired head. Her eyes focused and landed on the s...

"Let's go! Keep running!" my coach yelled as I passed him on the track. It was my senior year of high school. I had just turned eighteen. I was 6' 2, 160 pounds, most of it muscle. I had been running track every year since the beginning of my high school career, so I was a pretty good runner. My coaches name was Mr. Ryan. He was about six feet and about the same weight as me. He had strawberry red hair. Mr. Ryan was beaut...

You're not sure why you've been called to Coach's office. You recently celebrated your 18th birthday and are on the cheer leading squad. There's a game tonight but you're not the captain of the squad and usually Coach is preoccupied getting ready for the game. Tonight is a critical game too; your opponent is your school's long time rival and a win means playoffs, while a loss...well it's too terrible to even think about.....

It was a cold winter morning and I was heading to my local gym. I pulled up to the empty parking spot and looked at my analog clock; five forty-three. I always worked out in the gym before my first classes. I walked up the big staircase and inside where a sweet woman greeted me. "You need a locker?" she asked. "Yes, please." I went down the staircase and into the men's locker room. There was only one lady on a stationery...

Many thanks again to Estragon for everything. Words can never fully express the amount gratitude for your help and edits. As always, comments/feedback/suggestions are always welcomed. Cheers! **** “Dammit! How in the hell am I supposed to find anything?” Hadley exclaimed to herself while she was driving. “Give a girl some mountains, something!” She blew out a frustrated breath and looked down at the directions Sam had giv...

Bridget Sweeney rolled her eyes as she listened to the other cheerleaders complaining about having to run laps because they got caught smoking between third and fourth period by Mr. Kennedy, the boys’ gym teacher and the cheerleading and competitive dance team coach. Stupid spoiled brats she thought, everyone knows not to smoke in the second floor bathrooms. Bridget was not above sneaking a quick cigarette between classes...

She was running hard - her aertex shirt clinging to her wet flesh, rain and sweat mingling and pouring down her face, her chest, between her breasts and down her belly. The short gym skirt flapping as her thighs pounded against the slippery ground was leaving red marks on the vulnerable skin. Mud splashed on her calves, forming dark marks against the cold pink. She looked up as she ran down the hill and lost her rhythm as...

At the middle of the back row of the triangle of cheerleaders, Ellie turned a perfect cartwheel and dropped into an elegant, controlled split. Rob sighed. She was one of the better ones on the cheerleading team but she didn’t get on well with the other girls. Laura, the team captain, always gave Ellie the spot at the back where no one could see her. He’d thought about intervening on her behalf, but he didn’t want to make...

Yes, I’m THAT teacher. The one you fantasized about. The one in the old Van Halen “Hot for Teacher” video. The one that inspires the comment: “I wish my teachers looked like that when I was in high school.” That teacher. I know all the schoolboy fantasies you harbored when you were sixteen: Private after-school detentions where I draw the blinds and ride your cock on top of the lab table. Stolen moments in my closet while...

CHAPTER 5: LE CHATEAU CLUB (A Lesbian Bar)I slept in past lunch, before slowly getting up for the day. I read the newspaper, called my mom, and finished the new Steve Martin novel “An Object of Beauty”, which by the way is a riveting novel about the art world in America in the 1990s.Around three, I called Gwen. “Hi Darling,” I cheerfully opened with.“Hi,” she responded, reluctance lingering in her tone.“So, do you want to...

“I’m so bored,” Penny whined. “Read your book,” I said. I adjusted my folded up coat against the window and closed my eyes again. Outside the mountains rolled by in the darkness as the coach wound its way through them to the ski resort. “I finished it.” “Then, I don’t know, try to sleep or something.” “I can’t sleep, Johnny, I’m too wired. I can’t read, can’t watch the scenery out the window and you won’t talk to me.” I s...