“Tell them that I am looking for a wife with
traditional values.”I am talking to your father and mother. You are a
beautiful young girl. I have no idea how old you
are. You look very young, but your parents
consider you marriageable.“They don’t trust Americans. They were hoping for
a husband who wasn’t a foreigner.”“I have …
John Bell coughed and glanced nervously at the banker and railroad man, who
were both blowing big billowing clouds of cigar smoke as they sat in the
hallway outside the master bedroom, waiting their turn with Rachel. Harris had
been in there a long time. John hadn’t even bothered to glance at his pocket
watch. Ever since that moment of …
I almost slipped on the bottom rung of the ladder climbing off the
roof. It had taken me almost two hours in the sweltering summer sun to
get the new satelite dish properly secured and aligned. Why this
customer needed to have the POS system installed today was beyond me,
the store wasn’t even scheduled to open for another three …
I was on my period, the first day when I saw Roxanne. She was older
than my 20 years, old enough to be my mother perhaps? But truthfully
that doesn’t really matter. I find older women much more attractive
than girls my own age and Roxanne was certainly no exception.We were in the locker room of a small health …
Erica Allston puttered in her kitchen, whipping up a batch of chocolate chip cookies, happily humming along to the tunes of ’60s music coming from her radio. Music from her era.Erica was 65, a stunning beauty for a self-proclaimed “old woman,” she would joke, tall and lean and fit, with shimmery silvery blonde hair, wispy and brushing her slender …
When I wrote “Anna, Susan, Sandra, Sis, and me”, it was a personal
experiment writing a story as dialog only. I didn’t get much feedback but
three out of the four letters asked for a sequel to the story. This was
never my intention but when I read the story again, I realised that the
story and characters held promises …
Miss Stanton was a High School English teacher; she had shoulder length
reddish brown curls and a face like a movie star. Her body was every
schoolboy’s dream and she wore button front dresses in bright colorful
patterns that clung to her breasts and tiny waist then flared out into a
full skirt that hung to her delicate looking knees.…
Mary was in a fine spirit when she came home, shortly before nine. She
kissed me in that special way she had done lately: 6 or 7 fast little
kisses on my eyes, nose, cheeks, and then a long, soft erotic kiss on my
lips. “Hello, dear. Had a nice dinner?” “Oh, yes. I loved showing off my Alfa Romeo. …
Rock City was not a really good idea, but I guess all
in all it worked out okay. It was a joint idea that
David and I had, to run a disco in an outlying small
town on the weekends. It worked okay, but we never any
money at it. The perks were good, though. She was there the very …
Mitch was tired. Work had been a long, miserable grind of one emergency
after another. What he really wanted, more than anything, was a quiet night
in front of the fire. A beer, his favorite book, a warm, glowing fire; yes,
that was exactly what he wanted. He knew it was a lost cause. Tonight was
Halloween.He opened his …