“Later that evening.”

“Threes a crowd, but fours just right,” Jen laughed as the door bell rang. She quickly slipped out of the room to and answer it. Today had been the greatest day of my life, but I was completely unaware as to what would come next.

“Wonder what she’s up to?” Chris said, handing me a bear.

“Well, it can’t get any more unusual than today has been can it?” I laughed.

Chris shook his head. We’d spent the rest of the day exchanging fantasies that we all had. I’d never seen this side of my friends. (more…)

*The Victory Party: Michael’s Special Halloween*

“Content: This is adult reading for discriminating readers. The story is fictional and fantasized, not based in reality. Safe Sex practices should be followed, but are not as part of this fantasy. All rights reserved and may not be reposted or sold for profit. Can be reposted with approval of author.”

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*Chapter One: Dare and Bare*

Michael could not believe what had happened to the Halloween party after he left it. As he arrived back at Linda’s place at about 10:30, the crowd was reduced to about 12 people, but things were wild and raucous. (more…)

Stella was my trophy wife. She knew it and I knew it.

We had met at a high class function a few years ago and I thought she was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. With long, luxuriously dark hair framing a stunning face with high, classic features, a lithesome body and a friendly out-going personality I was immediately captivated and knew that I had to have her. And I did have her, later that evening, and straight away realised that I wanted to spend the rest of my days with her.

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Rita and the Boys!

It all started out innocently I guess. I was at the local watering hole with a group of friends. We are all middle-aged, successful businessmen (mostly salesmen) who have been friends for the past 12 or so years. All of us are happily married.

I tell you this so you can get a sense of us as just a bunch of guys that get together to have a few drinks and watch a football game.

We gather at this bar because they have a room full of televisions all tuned to various football games and as always, the Cleveland Browns were on the main 70 something inch wide screen TV . This particular Sunday, the Browns were playing the hated Pittsburgh Steelers. As always, these games bring out the “Man” in us. (more…)

Veronica and Victoria were identical twins. They were both 5 feet 6 inches tall with great bodies. They both wore their long auburn hair the same way – pulled back in a ponytail. Their eyes were the loveliest blue and they got lot of compliments on their looks and their personalities. They were not just very good looking but they were both very nice girls. They did average in school and went to the same college and had the same classes. They did well for their freshman and sophomore years but they both were struggling with their junior math class. They were both in Algebra II and it was not their best subject. The only good thing about their class was their professor. He was “hot”. Professor Lucas Smitherson was their youngest professor and gorgeous. All the female students spent much of the class just staring at him daydreaming about things that have nothing to do with Algebra. Ronnie and Vickie were no exception. Their fantasies of Professor Smitherson was anything but mathematical. (more…)

It was mid-morning and few joggers used this part of the forest. The day was warm and Quinn was breathing hard and sweating, her muscles ached and every breath burned. But she was exhilarated as she neared the ten mile point on her run through the wooded landscape. Ten miles was her goal for the day and her pace slowed as trotted toward the car park. There were few cars there but one was a van noticeable as it bounced from some activity inside. Quinn”s immediate thought was that a couple was getting it on, and she smiled to herself. Reaching her car parked discreetly in a corner she opened the trunk and looked around quickly then seeing she was alone she stripped herself of her sweaty top and donned a tank-top. She was removing her equally sweaty shorts when she heard a footstep in the gravel underfoot. She froze, preparing for fight or flight. With her running shorts around her ankles, neither seemed very likely. (more…)

‘Man, its cold out here,’ Michael thought as he pulled his truck out of the hardware store driveway heading home. ‘Winter and of course its dark early,’ he thought putting on his headlights for the long ride home. He had grown up here in the mountains that surrounded Salt Lake City. Michael had thought about moving many times but this is where his heart was. It had been a long day, handling the many tedious problems of the condo tenants. So many new faces and people from all around the country, some just vacationing, and some deciding to make the mountains home. As Michael drove, she came to mind as he smiled, wondering if she would have dinner with him. He knew it was against the rules, but she wasn’t a condo tenant, just a visitor. (more…)

The snow fell in big flakes, the full moonlight shimmering off the ice crystals as they floated to the ground. She was snuggled up next to him in the back of the sleigh as it slid through the crisp night air, their breath forming clouds around their heads. The lantern by the driver lit the way as bells on the horse’s harness jingled as he trod up the path to the cabin.

The meal at the main hotel had been incredible but both were anxious to get back to the cabin for dessert. The sleigh pulled right up to the steps of the cabin. He climbed down and held out his hand to help her get out of the sled. With a quick wave of thanks to the driver, they walked arm and arm onto the porch and turned to watch the small lantern fade into the distance. (more…)

Hmmm, no answer. That’s strange. I knocked on the door again. Still no answer, and no sounds coming from inside. Mrs. Peterson knew I was coming, she sounded very glad when I told her last night on the phone that I could come and fix her kitchen faucet first thing this morning.

I set my toolbox down, and went around to the garage. The door was closed, and her SUV was parked in front. I glanced around the back yard. Nothing. I went back to the front door, and knocked again. She must be down in the basement doing laundry. (more…)

“Authors Note: This is my Thirty-First story. I owe the idea for this series to my good friend and fellow writer, EddyFox. I also want to send a big thank you for the wonderful friends who edited the story for me and helped me polish it before I posted it here, EddyFox, Shady_Lady and Steve. Anyhow, on with the story…I hope you enjoy it and please remember that all feedback is greatly appreciated!”

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If you think being an heiress in a billion dollar family is easy, you’d be wrong. I don’t mean that I am ungrateful; I got the best education, the finest clothing, the nicest homes, the most expensive cars the newest, best, brightest and most expensive of everything in this world. (more…)