I did not think my daughter could surprise me anymore. How wrong I was. I had my daughter, Kylie, at a very young age, and being a single mum made life even harder, particularly on my sex life. The upside was that, being so young, I could relate to her easily, and we remained close as she grew. The early teenage years were strained, but now that she was in her last year, I felt we had come out the other side. She was betw...

Sleep falls gently from my eyes And with a yawn, I glance at you Already seated beside that dressing table Once more wearing that false, sweet smile. 'How early this time, did you rise?' To sit and pout before that mirror Whilst night and stars still flee to day Even bird songs have yet to hail the dawn. For far too long, I've held my peace So, I furrow my brow and frown at you. You turn then pause and inquire of me, “Wha...

Mark I rearranged my schedule to take a long lunch at the end of the week, planning on swinging by my girlfriend Sam’s place for a quickie. I’d been busy at work on top of needing to be extra cautious at home with my wife, Heather, so it had been a while since I had time to see Sam. She’d been understanding about all of it, but I could tell she was getting frustrated with me. I had a feeling she was holding back from shar...

Chapter Eighty-Seven After a busy day of sightseeing, Grace was exhausted. Her feet hurt, and all she wanted to do was sink into a tub of scalding water. Sadly, being pregnant limited the allowed temperature of the water, and the bath wasn’t as satisfying as she would have liked. She toweled off and slipped on a nightgown that wasn’t exactly sexy. Then again, she wasn’t looking to be amorous tonight. She was grateful that...

My name is Debbie Webb, nee Smart. I'm five-foot-seven with large blue eyes, long slender legs, and naturally blond hair. I have been married to Mike, my schoolboy sweetheart, for three years and have lived together for five. I have fashionably styled hair cut into a page boy bob. My admirers of both sexes tell me I have stunning looks with a figure so hot it could melt ice. I've worked in the home office since finishing...

Driving to pick up her car left at Abbie and Tim’s the night before, Sam tells Grace about the game the day before and how awesome everything had been.  But more than the food, drinks, and great football game; the talk between Luke, Tim, Brian, and him about his construction business.  His concerns about meeting all the requests at the level he wants. Brian offered terrific suggestions on the financial side and Luke on ma...

While at my desk, his special tone rang from my phone. Quickly grabbing it and opening the app, the text read: 7 pm pos1 weekend. That was it. Those few cryptic terms gave me tingling shivers as I felt my pussy react with warmth and moisture. I thought, finally! I had not cum in days and was beginning to go crazy with desire. I should explain. I have always been socially shy and psychologically submissive, at least when i...

Start with a good baseas the sprinkles feel alonewithout the ice creamto hold themWith the sprinklesgrab a handful of respect,add trust, honesty, and loyaltymix it up goodMy interest is piquedA dash of humilityand we are off and runningit complimentsthe bold taste of confidenceHis texture is intoxicatingA spoonful of compromisedoesn't hurtas it tones down the bitternessof argumentsOur lumps and hard knocksare so easy to s...

It was evening, one of those evenings that hold a kind of promise, a sense of expectation...dresses become tighter, suits more elegant. Everyone struggles to convey a sense of allure, even if fear and loneliness have taken a strong grip on the soul… People had gathered at the vernissage, the usual talk, the wine, the hors d´oeuvres. The same predictable couples, married for the predictable number of years, running a  mara...

Perhaps he saw her with her head down, sleepwalking through the hallways of the high school. Izzy noticed him glancing at her, ignoring his friends. He was a short guy with a silly silver chain around his neck. He was a junior, a year under her. They had chatted and flirted before. He used to tease her a lot. They even started texting for a while but his girlfriend put a stop to it. She stopped paying attention to him. It...

Have I seen this tree before?Or have I circled back?I wish I’d thought to mark the spotTo keep myself on track I saw a birdThat looked like mossGrayish mossy greenHopping on a lichen stoneThe pattern stayed with me What can I leaveAnd save myselfThus still remain intact?To make me shine in memoryTo polish up my lacks What way to guarantee that ICan be assured that youWill love me when I reappearWith nothing left to prove?

You have seen me for all that I am.Covered in the darkest, unfathomable essence of the night,I have bared all of my soul to you in the softest of tones.I have given you access to all of my memories.The most vulnerable pieces of me were yours for the taking,and placing my trust in you to the forefront, I let you explore.I was scared and frightened, that you would see the damageand wonder how a person could fall so low and...