Ha…runk runk runk runk runk. Haaa…runk runk runk runk runk. Haaaa….. runk…………….. runk………………….. runk………………… wooo.
“Bloody thing. Rotten sodding rust bucket.” I turned the starter key one more time and got a dying whimper, then silence.
I could have cried. I knew it would cost me money I could ill afford to get the thing fixed. Like most people in our street I owned a clapped out old car simply because I and they couldn’t afford to get anything better.
We were like dogs chasing
I’m in my late fifties. Pretty good-looking, I’m told and still in pretty good shape, thank you very much. I live in Bridgehampton, New York, right in the center of the ‘Fabulous Hamptons’ resort area. I live here year ’round and unlike the eclectic billionaires that comprise my neighborhood, I don’t go to the fancy parties and fundraisers, horse shows or designer shops. Don’t get me wrong, I love the style and artistic nature of the place, bumping into
The call came in that some computer work was needed for the company’s most expensive client. The Jordans were
My fortieth birthday had just gone by the previous week, with quite a fanfare of celebration. The years just seemed to have flown by. I sat back at my desk in the basement and reminisced the last twenty years. Moreover, perhaps puzzling what changes I should have made, if any at all. Or would all that had gone on this last month be an indication of the next decade.
My teenage life was uneventful, I had a few girlfriends but nothing much happened until I was nineteen, then Jane appeared on the
He couldn’t wait to meet her. It felt like he had waited for this for so long and at last his fantasies were about to come true.
They had met over the net and immediately both knew they had found exactly what they had both been looking for such a long time. To him she sounded like the hottest older lady imaginable who he had long dreamed of to teach him all she knew. To her he sounded like the young hot stud she had been desperate for to fulfill her in ways she almost daren’t
My 40th birthday is upon the horizon and the change in my sexual appetite is exciting. I have been working out at the local gym and running through the local parklands on weekends. My body is looking good and I am feeling really hot! My fantasies have become extremely wild and I have an incredible desire to release my inner vixen. I am a sexually confident woman and have discovered the enthralling world of sex chat rooms, MSN and web cams.
I have developed quite a sexual longing for the twenty-
Chapter One: Summer in the city.
It was going to be a scorcher today, that much I knew and I didn’t need a weatherman to tell me that the heat and humidity was only only to get worse as the day went on. I opened the door of the VW bug that I would be spending much of the day in, and was greeted by a blast of heat that reminded me of opening the oven door at the pizzeria I worked at last summer.
No air conditioning in the little shit box, which meant the windows went down and were going to
You sit there bending over your work, and then you stretch, you lean back on the sofa with your arms behind your head and fluff up your hair, and I see your nipples jutting out in excitement through your bra, through your shirt, and then you say,
“I must make some tea,” you leave the room. I pause. Mustn’t leave too soon after you, the two events aren’t connected. Some day she will notice, but if I’m careful, not today.
“Must have a pee,” I announce to
It was a warm Saturday night, and as usual I had a house full of teenagers. I didn’t mind, I loved their company, I don’t think I ever grew up as most of the time I felt more relaxed hanging with them than I did my “grown up” friends. My teenage son was there, and his older sister, and her fiancé John, and a couple of their mates.
We had all been for a drink, then come back to my house, where we smoked a bit grass, and everyone lay about on sofas or carpet chatting and
I sat in the stuffy, dusty attic staring at the picture of a young girl. She was a somewhat attractive girl, although, it was plain to see that she took no pains to enhance her appearance. There was a bare minimum of makeup visible. Her blonde hair was carefully brushed, but no attempt had been made to fashion it into any sort of style that would further highlight her best features. The only adornment that could be seen was a fine silver chain that looped around her delicate neck.
The one thing