30-something man Stories

The local village amateur dramatics group had decided to put on a production of Lady Chatterley's Lover and there was little doubt that Carolyn Bradshaw would be playing the part of Lady Chatterley. Carolyn was a leading light in the group and also in the village generally, although there was some dramatic licence needed because Carolyn was in her early fifties and the Lady Chatterley of D.H. Lawrence's story was only rel...

My parents took off for a weekend vacation, leaving me with our next-door neighbor, Mrs. Jones, and she seemed pretty happy to get a break from her husband. I've heard they haven't been getting along well since their kids left for college. I just turned eighteen and will be starting college in the fall, so a babysitter seems pretty unnecessary, but my folks were dead set on Mrs. Jones staying at our house, which completel...

Two days earlier, thirty-five-year-old Chris Rose had dialled a phone number that he believed to belong to a woman named Susan, a number that a mutual friend had given him with a view to Chris and Susan meeting on a blind date. As it turned out, Chris had got one digit wrong in the number that he had written down and dialled, and right now he was delighted that he had done. The number he wrote down and dialled actually be...

"Hello?" said thirty-nine-year-old Donna Braithwaite, as she answered her landline phone to a number that she did not recognise. "Hello, is that Susan?" said the male voice on the other end. "No, sorry, I think you have the wrong number," said Donna. "Oh, that is a shame, you sound so nice," said the man. "Ha, thank you, but I expect Susan sounds nice too," said Donna, who was single. "I wouldn't know, I was given her num...