I’d been to the July 4th parade every year for over ten years, but this was the first time I was alone. My kids had all left, and before that, my wife. Where they went, or why, wasn’t on my mind. What I felt was alone.
When my kids were younger, the parade meant fire trucks, horses, old cars, marching bands, maybe even an army tank or troop carrier. I never used to pay much attention, since I had to keep an eye on the kids.
This year, I watched the ladies, straddling their horses,
Lying in the chair, stretching lazily beneath the summer sun Nikki heard the rowdy voices of her new neighbors. It was just after ten in the morning when the signs of life had started to show next door, and by the sounds of things, the party was in full swing again. Nikki listened. Loud voices talking over the loud music. The phone ringing, someone calling out to another. A young female squealing with laughter, male voices cheering with obvious approval. She had to smile at what she heard.
Studying. Just one of those facts of college life. Me and Becky, friends since freshman year, roommates for several months.
“Who was that girl who said ‘Hi’ to you when we were walking through the union?” I asked.
“Oh that was Trish. She was in my poli-sci class last semester.”
“Hmm. She really lit up when she saw you,” I observed.
“What do you mean?” Becky asked, looking up from her book, smiling slightly, one hand playing with the
On my twenty first birthday I was a nerdy virgin who had never had a boyfriend. I had little self-confidence, a wardrobe of sweatshirts and jeans, glasses as thick as the bottom of coke bottles, braces on my teeth and no money in the bank. A year later the braces were gone, the glasses were gone, I had a designer wardrobe most women would kill for, an expensive sports car, a six figure bank account and an attitude of self-assurance that I know will carry me through life and allow me to achieve
While in the Navy and stationed overseas, I tried out for the Navy Bowling Team, which travelled all over Europe every spring and summer. They would fly on Mondays, practice Tuesdays through Fridays, compete on Saturdays, relax on Sundays, and fly to the next meet on Monday. I made the team and we practice 4 days a week during the winter.
Since I was an E4 with wife working at the Childcare facility part-time, I chose to stay in the barracks as we traveled, saving the per diem we were paid,
“It looks unusually small tonight darling – did you have…
It was a beautiful day and I was beginning a four day weekend. Sitting in my favorite chair with today’s paper and an ice cold beer my peace was suddenly shattered by the sound of broken glass. Instantly I knew the cause, my neighbor’s son Brian and one of his friends were playing catch when a throw got away. I went outside and to his credit Brian apologized and owned up to it. I felt a bit sorry for him, he lost his dad 3 years ago when he was only six and was being raised by his
Elena was a quiet, thoughtful young woman, not yet completely comfortable on the new campus. She’d transferred from her local community college at the beginning of her sophomore year, and was finding the large state university to be not only hundreds of miles from her home, but worlds away from it as well.
She dressed modestly for classes, and on first glance, most would not notice the beautiful figure she kept well-hidden.
She had full, 34-D breasts with unusually large aureolas and
I usually don’t meet people off line, but after several hot chats with this charming young man, he convinced me it was about time I spent a little less time on the net talking about my fantasies and a little more time on my back fulfilling them.
We had been talking about my fantasy of meeting someone at a nearby State Park and spending the afternoon making love in the grass of a secluded little valley I know; and since he lived only thirty miles from there and was very much into older
I decided to wait for you, even though we’d made no plans. I know you’ll be here. You love to visit this small wooded area, with its immense old oaks even when you’re not on the hunt. I’m sure you can sense that I’m waiting.
I sit with my back to a tree trunk with my knees drawn up to my chest. The silver moon winks at me through the branches that shiver in the breeze.
I chill ripples through me, and I can feel my nipples shift within my corset as they harden. I
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