We took our buzzed, sex-coated bodies outside, all the way reliving our erotic deviance through lively giggles and repartee. Bouncing shoulder to shoulder between us, Rachael pointed and laughed at the elephant in the parking lot. “It’s a Winnebago?” “A Minnie Winnie. It was a 25th anniversary gift from my ex, last June.” I loosely explained. “It’s Cute.” Tim chirped. “But not as cute as you two messing around in the corner.” “Cute, huh? What would you say if I told you she played with my tits in the bathroom about 20 minutes ago, and I felt her sexy bush? You think that’s cute you fucking ma… 続きを読む

A skinny young, *****-looking girl rushed past us and into the lady’s room, slamming the door. “I think she might really need to piss?” Rachel giggled. “Want to get out of here?” I asked, still in a trance, leaning into her ear as we squeezed through the swarm of clinking bottles. My panties were soaked. “I got a good spot in the parking lot.” “Love to…but I can’t. Waiting for my husband to pick me up. He drives past here from work after four. I Ubered here. Do you think I have a drinking problem? Oh, my god, I’m a drunk and a slut.” She teased a half-joke, leaning her fleshy and warm freckled… 続きを読む

She was plump with a lovely face; sitting alone in the dim, almost creepy corner of the bar right up near an old worn-out dartboard that seemed utterly abandoned; beautiful woman, looked sleepy, maybe even lonely; maybe she was bored with life; her phone was dark and her beer was full and she was just gazing ahead, ignoring life just like me. I sat two stools away; just us hidden in a dimly lit corner among murky wooden walls in an otherwise active tavern, and I watched politely, without staring, as she swallowed her beer like a pro, right from the bottle. Almost like a guy might. Her lips… 続きを読む

A fictional story based on true life events. Please enjoy chapters 1 and 2 before to enhance your experience. Thank you for reading my stories! I love your comments! Please share. Chapter 3: A Sweaty Mess We took our buzzed, sex-coated bodies outside, all the way reliving our erotic deviance through lively giggles and repartee. Bouncing shoulder to shoulder between us, Rachael pointed and laughed at the elephant in the parking lot. “It’s a Winnebago?” “A Minnie Winnie. It was a 25th anniversary gift from my ex, last June.” I loosely explained. “It’s Cute.” Tim chirped. “But not as cute… 続きを読む

Stumbling Upon Life Chapter 2 Based on real events after a mid-life divorce. Please read Chapter 1 first, available in my posts. Thank you for reading and commenting. Chapter 2: The Camper A skinny young, *****-looking girl rushed past us and into the lady’s room, slamming the door. “I think she might really need to piss?” Rachel giggled. “Want to get out of here?” I asked, still in a trance, leaning into her ear as we squeezed through the swarm of clinking bottles. My panties were soaked. “I got a good spot in the parking lot.” “Love to…but I can’t. Waiting for my husband to pick me up.… 続きを読む

Based on true events, this is an authentic, sexually charged story of a burnt-out middle-aged woman, fed up with her windswept life and a cheating husband who left her emotionally barren and physically abandoned. But with new independence, comes new joys. Chapter 1: Beer Stains She was plump with a lovely face; sitting alone in the dim, almost creepy corner of the bar right up near an old worn-out dartboard that seemed utterly abandoned; beautiful woman, looked sleepy, maybe even lonely; maybe she was bored with life; her phone was dark and her beer was full and she was just g… 続きを読む

This is my first complete novella. Please comment The Right Side of Forty: The Story of a Midlife Reawakening By Lindsay Casco Chapter 1: Reuniting I faintly remember coming to this house thirty something years ago for play dates when I was allowed and then a few times with my mother to visit during the holidays and different occasions, but I never realized her family called this side entrance the “back” door. Karen did say over the phone to come to the back door near the driveway. And she was right about the front door having too much snow in front of it. She must struggle to handle s… 続きを読む

After a short summer vacation with too much to do, I thought I'd get my hair done before the school doors open for the year. One thing, one project, one crisis lead to another and I just couldn't get to my usual hair stylist in time. I called three days before school started and she was booked solid, right through the following week. So out of desperation, and with my eyes closed tight, I prayed that things would work out as I, with great hesitation, opened the heavy metal door of this new walk-in salon. I mean, I'm not looking for anything special, but I need to look presentable when I go bac… 続きを読む

It all started with a kiss. We, (my husband and myself) were at the bar where this 19 year old woman worked. As I mentiond in the first, brief story, she was a friend of my husband's from school. So, there we were, getting a buzz and she was all flirty. We were all alone, and he dared her to walk around the bar and kiss me. We both declined for at least the first half hour. Some people walked in and out, then he dared and begged again. Finally she walked around the bar and we awkwardly kissed. It was clumsy and our teeth banged together. A bit later we kissed again. And she even flashed us… 続きを読む