In the spring of 1981, when I was nineteen, a woman named Miriam Roston moved into my building. At least I initially assumed that she was a woman. In New York, people generally were non-judgmental and left other people alone. But this was in the East Bronx, not Manhattan, and after about a month, my family started speculating about her. They used terms like “tranny” and “shemale” to describe her, although they didn’t exac...

19:00 “I hate it when you are away,” Jacki confesses as she lay on her bed looking at a picture of Craig. He has been away for four days. All she knows is that he is a part of a classified tactical group that deploys more often than not. This time, she is grateful, he is not in some far-off place. The team is on base in ready status but even so, he is not home. When they had met, she knew he would be gone a lot. She often...

Why did I choose another woman over Mary? I asked myself this question frequently. On paper, Mary had all the qualities of a good partner. She was fun-loving, smart, an excellent cook and mixologist, and of course, offered incredible sexuality. Then, why did I then choose to keep her hidden from my friends? And equally as important, why did she allow this? While dating post-divorce, most women I dated never met my friends...

Why did I choose another woman over Mary? I ask myself this question frequently. On paper, Mary had all the qualities of a good partner, from fun-loving, smart, excellent cook, and mixologist to her sexuality. Then, why did I then choose to keep her hidden from my friends and keep her in a closet? While dating, post-divorce, many of the women I dated never met my friends and certainly not my children or family. This is no...

Mary. Just the sound of her name brings back such memories. Mary. We met a year after my divorce on one of the many dating sites, where you can pick and choose women as if shopping for shoes or tools. Of course, they must select you as well. My profile was always sincere and honest; I sincerely wanted to meet interesting women. Mary was short and a big girl, referred to as a BBW (big beautiful woman). Her face was so pret...

Not long after I got divorced, I attended an awards ceremony with a couple of colleagues for a company we had helped in the logistics industry. It was held in a central London hotel and was a black tie affair, so we were dressed up to the nines. I’ll admit even I had scrubbed you quite decent in a glam dress, makeup, nails, the whole works. We were seated at a table with about eight other people from the company we dealt...

My long blonde hair tossed from side to side as my head swayed in perfect harmony with David's cock as it was fucking my pussy vigorously. My clitoris protruded like a small penis, as it always does when being sexually aroused. While my love juices sprayed in torrents soaking David, I was experiencing the delights of rediscovering the pleasures of multiple orgasms. My pussy was steaming as my back arched as I met his powe...

After dipping my toe in the water on an online dating site, I was pleased with my first date. My plan to appear almost aloof, then to surprise my date by out of the blue becoming somewhat of a slut, worked fantastically. Hot sex as a surprise on a first online date meant satisfaction all 'round. After some consideration, I decided not to pursue my first date, Gerry, any further, so I denied him a second date. He chased a...

I was going to wait two days before calling Margery, figuring that I wanted to appear interested but not desperate either. That was about the limit of my knowledge about handling dating situations. However, she was the one who called me the very next day. She had suggested that she might do something like that, but I hadn’t taken her very seriously. It was a Friday, and I had just gotten home from school. “Hey Hank, how a...