Whenever she saw him, Brenda wondered how her husband’s grandfather had done so well for himself, presuming that he had made his money in running a business from the earliest days of its start-up and then selling out at the top of the market. He had no mo...
We didn’t really have a special name for it in the late 1970s. If we’d had one, it wouldn’t have been anything like “Twixmas.” It was just the week between Christmas and New Year. I’d gone along on that Tuesday evening, a bit grudgingly, to my girlfriend’...
I met Ivan after he separated from his first wife, Kelly. He was almost fifty and I was twenty-five. Ivan had taken on a more uninhibited side of his intimate life, which brought us closer. We both wanted to try new sensations and new experiments. Until t...
When I talked to you last, Tena had asked me to do some remodeling work in her upstairs room over the year. I'm not going to lie. It has been a hot summer for doing that kind of work. It's hot in Mississippi anyway but twenty-twenty-three has been a mothe...
After months of trying to forget about the carnal encounter with my stepdaughter Joy, I was finding myself increasingly obsessed. Telling my wife I wanted to clean out our photos files, I spent hours sorting through pictures of our family, making sure to...
After spending most of Saturday and Sunday with Michelle, I was going home exhausted. We had fucked and made love in every part of her home: her bedroom, bathroom, living room and kitchen. I marveled at the sexual stamina we both had, and I marveled at ho...
