I’ve always had relationship “issues”. Never really had a relationship last more than a few months and usually saw a couple women at the same time. I guess I’ve just always enjoyed the newness part of relationships…mostly the new sex. I guess that’s why a few of my friends were surprised when I decided to settle down and get married. I’d like to think when I got married I really thought that would be it, one woman for the rest of my life. It really didn’t take all that long for that theory to go out the window. Around the time I was getting married, a good buddy of mine,…

Paul had been impatiently waiting and fantasizing about tonight. He and Alison had met a week ago, hitting it off immediately. Their conversation had been so free flowing and exciting. They hadn’t broached the subject of sex yet but after two dates and a goodnight kiss that had left him speechless, he was definitely anticipating the experience. Alison was busy getting ready for their date, picking out the clothes she knew would have the desired effect on Paul’s libido. She had been thinking about jumping his bones from the first date, but was playing it cautious to make sure he was actually somebody she wanted to have a relationship with.…

What the hell was I thinking? This had to be the craziest thing I’d done in a very long time. I could stop; should stop. Yes, I should just turn around and go home and yet I kept on driving. A few minutes later I was questioning my sanity once again. Why had I agreed to this? No, be honest, why had I offered this? Pursued it even. At the time it seemed like a perfectly rational offer, though a little offbeat. Now that the moment was at hand, however, I was having second thoughts. The whole thing had just mushroomed out of proportion to the original idea. Late night…

Part I – need to recreate It’s Friday night and I am finally flying down to see you. I wish I could have taken today as well as Monday off, but that just wasn’t possible. Between your work schedule and the things I really needed to take care of at home, flying out on a Friday night was the best possible solution. I just hope that you were able to set things up as I requested. The flight was uneventful except for the very nice looking man sitting next to me. Since I did dress to hopefully have some fun (skirt that hit around the knees, no panties), I decided…

First let me thank you all for the votes and emails. And as I’ve said before, this is not meant to be the next great novel, so if that’s what you’re looking for, I’m sorry to disappoint. I started it wanting to do a running chronicle that spans years like a soap opera, so it may never actually reach a satisfactory end for some people. With that in mind, if you haven’t read all previous chapters, I suggest you do so before proceeding. If I haven’t already scared you off, I hope you enjoy it as much as I do writing it. All mistakes are mine. All people, places and…

Barry caught two more rides that day, almost reaching the Alabama-Tennessee border by nightfall. He found a small roadside motel and checked in for the night. He was pleased with his progress as well as the fuck he had had that afternoon. He was pretty tired and decided to turn in early so he could get an early start in the morning. The next morning, Barry caught a ride north, into Tennessee. He was walking along a state highway, admiring the beautiful horse farms along the way. This was horse country and there were white, split railing fences for miles. Every so often he would see someone riding in the…

When Kim decided to remodel the loft in the old barn and make it into a private studio, she’d gotten all excited at just the idea of it. Her own private place to get away from the world, to sit back and let her mind wander and play. A reading room. An office. A haven to listen to music and drift away from everyday hassles and responsibilities. Watching the sun set in warm, brilliant hues through thrown wide loft doors. Sigh…her own private “downtime” room. But little did she know that that room was to become much more than that…have much more meaning…bring so much more pleasure and purpose to…

Due to financial concerns, the chief agreed that the department would pay for the training but not the transportation to and from it. The desire to go to the training was enough motivation to offer to drive my personal vehicle for the entire trip and not turn in for any vehicle expenses. When I was asked if I could take a passenger I was apprehensive. Given the other employees in the department there was only a couple that I could stand being alone with for more than a few minutes. When I found out it was Cindy my mind began thinking things I shouldn’t be thinking or at least thinking…

After a few weeks of summer vacation, I went straight to the library where I could possibly see him. The conversation I had with my sister, Fiona, made sense. “You look like… a miserable old virgin who wasn’t accepted in heaven,” she teased when she saw me staring at nothing on the front porch. I looked behind me and saw her close the door behind. I had nothing to say. I still can’t take my mind off Phil. “Hey!” she snapped. “Fiona, I just need some time alone,” I said in a weak irritated voice. Instead of leaving, she sat beside me on the sofa and tapped my leg before…

It was my 60th birthday and despite being so broke that I had lost all hope of ever seeing the day when my bills were less than my income, I splurged for the first time in over 20 years. I had dreamed my entire life of visiting the baseball hall of fame in Cooperstown, NY. Actually, my dream began as being inducted into the hall of fame after the most sparkling pitching career in the history of baseball but that is another story. Anyhow, I took my two weeks of vacation. I went online and booked a flight from Mobile, AL to Cooperstown, NY. I made reservations at the Lake…