I heard the sound of crumpling steel from the other side of the lot where I had just parked. Fucking A, not tonight. Walking back over to see if it was my car that had been hit, the box of chocolates still in my hand, I heard doors slamming. Followed by a couple arguing. I caught a snippet of a woman’s voice saying, “Worst fucking Valentine’s Day,” Yeah, well, my girlfriend has just broken up with me at Valentine’s Day di...

Chapter 20: Ashton: I Don't Want To Be A Player No More For two days, I called Chelsea from another number and left messages for her to call me. She had not called me once. She was really bugging me. Before this time, she would at least entertain my phone calls after a mess-up. This time, she blocked me, deleted her social media accounts, and ghosted me. I sat in my bed looking over at this chick who had invited herself o...

I know! I know, it's almost four o'clock in the morning! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for sending you messages in the middle of the night. I know I shouldn't, it sounds like a teenager who has just discovered love, passion, and sex... sex! I'm not like that, I hate to be inconvenienced. It's just that everything was so strong, so intense that I still don't know if it was real or a figment of my imagination. Even going over the...

It was not as if the idea came to Jack all of a sudden. Rather than a single lightning bolt, his inspiration came as a series of sparks, which built to a mighty charge. The first spark came in an off-hand comment from Diane. She shared that a handsome, young valet driver had flirted with her, and then said, “It was nice. I was beginning to think I was becoming invisible.” Jack’s reaction was surprise, followed by feeling...

The President swirled her way through the state dinner, in her usual style. Charming, ingratiating, and working every political angle in every conversation, like a Lyndon Johnson with tits. Whether they were guests and dignitaries meeting her for the first time, or Washington insiders that had known her for years, all were struck by her ability to capture and hold a room. It didn’t hurt, that on top of her intelligence, w...

This is a true story. My second wife and I got married in 1988, and we had not been married long when a girlfriend from her netball days turned up on our doorstep. Her name was Rachel, and she had just returned from her big OE in London. Having nowhere to stay, we put her up for a couple of weeks while she searched for a flat. Rachel was just your average-looking girl next door type, but she wasn’t plain and had a spectac...

The next few weeks after moving on a tryout basis into Chad and Lilly's home taught me much about myself. However, my friend Janice opened my eyes to the changes when we met for coffee five weeks after I had moved in. I wanted to thank her for having introduced me to Chad. Janice had been my best friend for years. We had met back in high school and gone to university together. Double-dated, sometimes exchanging boyfriends...

I woke up slightly disoriented. I knew I was not in my bed and had a warm body on either side. It took me a few moments to process where I was and recollect yesterday's extraordinary experiences. I lazily closed my eyes to relive what I had done and what had been done to me. I was conscious that Chad was behind me with his stiff cock nuzzling between my butt cheeks while Lilly was facing me with her soft hand cupping my p...