“Alison, have you seen my light blue shirt? You know, the silky one that I wear for more formal occasions..?”
My mum barely dragged her eyes away from the news on the TV.
“I ironed it yesterday. It’s hanging in the wardrobe next to your best suit.”
“And my dark-blue tie..?”
“Where you hung it yourself after you wore it last time, inside the wardrobe door…”
Apparently the subject of Value Added Tax was far more compelling to Mum than
Every time I tried to bring up a Valentines Day date with Chris, somehow we ended up not discussing it. It wasn’t that he changed the subject, not at all, but somehow I would look back ten minutes later and realize that we didn’t talk about it. It was very sneaky of him, perhaps. Or maybe he just happened to be pretty scatterbrained lately.
But as it was, the weekend before Valentines approached and we still hadn’t cemented plans. It was getting too late to reserve seats at a
I never dreamed I’d experience sex with my own father. Never. But it happened when I was twenty-two and he was forty-seven. My parents were on vacation in Montana when they were involved in an automobile accident on the Interstate. A car in the lane opposite theirs sideswiped another car causing the two cars to spin and turn over. An eighteen wheeler transfer truck behind them slammed on his brakes causing his trailer to jackknife and that was what killed my mother, their friends who were
The phone rang and it was Lady.
‘My husband has cancelled his trip this weekend, so you can’t come over.’
I was disappointed and it must have showed in my voice.
‘Don’t worry. We won’t have to wait long. And I will make it up to you. I will introduce you to one of my friends. I think you will like her.’
‘Ok,’ I said; and then I said ‘I didn’t know you had my number.’
‘I need to know where my boys are; and my
Peter and I were had been in LA for a couple of days, staying in a cheap hotel in Venice. Mostly we hung out on the beach, which is where we met Nola, Lara and Val. They were about my age and all very cute. Nola was a white, tall brunette and had a kind of wicked attitude about her. Lara was short — about my height — with beautiful auburn hair. Val was somewhere in the middle, and a California blond.
They were listening to one of my favorite bands from the 90s, L7. We struck up a conversation,
I grew up in a very small town. Well, I didn’t even grow up in it, I actually had to grow up outside of town. It was a simple life for my family.
Starting in our early teens, my brother and I started mowing lawns. It was a good job for us, being in school. We’d go to school and mow lawns in the evenings or weekends. When summertime rolled around, we’d do even more.
The majority of our customers were older people and some small businesses. We did it for years, continuing to do the same customers
My wife and I both grew up in very conservative homes and ended up marrying at the tender ages of 19 years old. We were both virgins and had very little experience with the opposite sex until our wedding night. This story is not about that night but it is about something that happened a couple of years later before we started to have children.
My wife’s sister Lisa is 8 years older than her and tended to not be as naïve and innocent about life as my wife was. When Lisa turned 26 her
I have always been attracted to older men. It was clear to me that they enjoyed watching me and I suspected they often dreamed about what it would be like to play with me. I’m not talking about board games or cards I mean really playing with me.
I was a very well endowed girl. Knowing that men, especially older man, liked to look at my breasts was very exciting. It was easy for me to accidently brush up against them and sense them quiver with excitement when they felt my nipples, hard and
Over the next couple of weeks, I dated several men and had sex with two of them. One of them was a jerk that didn’t even try to make me come and just left satisfied with himself. The other one took the time to make sure I came, but the orgasm just wasn’t as good as the ones that Laura and Nancy had given me. Of course, Laura had given me a hard to beat orgasm – three in a row, actually – that nearly blew my legs off.
I was worried Laura would come back too soon, and as fascinated as
“Chris, wake up,” Anna said as she lightly ran her hand over his strong chest.
“Uuummmm,” he said half asleep as Anna noticed the tent forming under her bedspread at her brother’s mid-section.
“Come on. Get Up. Seriously, we have to get to Mom and Dad’s place for Sunday dinner.” She said, bringing him back to semi-reality.
“Screw Mom and Dad,” he groggily let out as he pulled her in closer, looking to satisfy his raging hard on inside