Say what you want about the ownership of Rack O’ Ribs—and the clientele, for that matter—but the ribs were surprisingly good for backwoods New Hampshire. Tonight was Cassie’s 38th birthday, but Cassie and Kevin often went to the Rack O’ Ribs on Saturday evenings to split a pitcher of Bud and, well, a rack of ribs. “Hiya, Mrs. McDougal,” their waitress pronounced around a pungent wad of grape Bubblicious. “Tawny!” Cassie s...

I have been teaching high school in California for thirty-five years. I am happy to say that this is my last. I’ll turn sixty in March and max out my retirement benefit based on the “Age & Years” schedule. After thirty-five years, my pension will be well over $100,000 per year. It was the first week of August, and teachers returned to campus on Monday. After everyone checked in and settled into their classrooms, we had th...

The familiar weight of Sam’s arm wrapping around me and firmly grabbing my breast pulled me from my peaceful slumber. I sank against him as he spooned me, not wanting to wake up. But his hard cock pressing into me, and his insistent fingers on my nipple told me that sleep was no longer an option. My eyes slowly opened, finding the room glowing in the light from the full moon, giving the illusion of dawn, despite it only b...

The semester was finally over and it was Christmas break. I decided to spend the first day of the break at the sauna. I was so relaxed that I may have fallen asleep for a moment until the squeak of the door opening jarred me awake. “Tony!” the voice said. I immediately recognized the short female figure from school with her thin, tight athletic body. “Melanie,” I managed to say. “What are you doing here?” “Same as you,” s...

Rebecca's Office Rebecca sat in her office, her feet propped up on the desk, the wood creaking softly beneath her heels. Her short pencil skirt was slightly hiked up, revealing a glimpse of her lace stockings and the curve of her thighs. The white blouse, unbuttoned just enough to show a hint of her lace push-up bra, strained against her firm breasts. Her lace thong lay discarded on the floor, a silent witness to her curr...

Sauna Berlin quickly became my usual hangout to relax. I loved the feeling of being naked with a mixed group of men and women. It was so liberating. So free. So unlike my home town and culture. It was new and invigorating. I met Gretchen there many times. Every now and then she would still have to give me a hand in the changing cubicle to get things under control. Sometimes I would have to take care of it myself if she wa...

Having survived a traumatic caning, largely delivered by my sister with attempted guidance from Laura, events settled down for a while. The frostiness that had marked the time before my punishment was lifted, and Laura was on friendly, loving terms with me, whilst always making sure I knew my place, which often meant my lips being between her legs. Her appetite for sex remained insatiable, but my rewards for giving her mu...

I sprinted down the field, moving into position to intercept Sarah’s return pass. How many times had we performed the give-and-go in hockey practice? It was second nature. She hit the ball. Perfect pass. Adrenaline flooded my veins. I could see the goal in my mind’s eye. A few more strides and I’d scoop the ball into the back of the net. Pain. My ankle. I dropped like a sack of potatoes. Apparently, the crowd of students,...

As an elementary school teacher, I work with a lot of women; young women in their early twenties to older teachers about to retire. Usually, the school has six to eight younger women, in their mid-twenties, working as aides in the classrooms. Five years ago, I was one of five male teachers, but then two teachers retired, one transferred to another school, and the principal got a promotion to the district office. I was now...