Blizzard
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It was snowing when I got up Monday morning just like the ten o'clock news said it would. I'd set my alarm ahead a few minutes since I knew getting to school would be a hassle. I was just pulling my jacket on dreading the thought of cleaning off my car when the phone rang.
"Tommy, why don't I drive today? I'll use the Jeep, it'll work better in this mess." Beth was thinking ahead, obviously.
"Okay, I'll be waiting at the end of the driveway on the top of Mount Snow Plow."
Beth pulled up just as I scaled the pile of snow left from the plow's feeble attempt at trying to stay ahead of the weather. "Well, that was fun. How are the roads?"
"Lousy. I just hope it stops before we get too much more. Or ... maybe they'll let us out early!"
"Oh, yeah, like that's going to happen! They've never closed a school in this district in my lifetime, I doubt they'll do it today."
By the time Beth pulled into the un-plowed lot we both had second thoughts about today. Our usual ten-minute trip had lasted forty-five. "Maybe we should just stay home?" Beth grinned.
"Good idea! That way we wouldn't have to spend half the day on the road," I said as I opened the door of the Jeep and stepped out into almost a foot of snow.
As we walked into the building we saw Cindy and Greg standing in the lobby looking as bedraggled as we did. Greg came over, "Wasn't that fun, what's next?"
I looked back at the raging snow, "I dunno, locusts?"
"Only if they'll eat all the snow," Cindy said acerbically. "Well, I guess as long as we're here we might as well get to class. See you at lunch."
Beth turned to me as we got to my homeroom, "How about a kiss to keep me warm?"
"As long as you keep an eye out for Adams," I commented as I moved in to give her a parting hug and kiss.
Beth and I walked into the lunch room where everybody was asking each other the same thing... "When are they going to let us go early?," "ARE they going to let us go early?"
About one-thirty the announcement I never thought I'd hear came over the PA: "Due to the increasingly bad weather conditions, classes are canceled for the rest of the day." The cheering was deafening.
Beth met me at my locker, "Do you mind if Cindy rides with us?"
"Well, Greg and I were going to stick around for a few minutes, so I can catch a ride with him if the two of you want to head home now."
"Okay, I'll give you a call later," I said as I gave her a hug and a kiss. "Take it easy."
"Yes, Daddy," she said with a grin as she and Cindy headed for the snow-covered lot and her buried Jeep. I hoped she had a snow brush!
Greg and I were just finishing up a meeting with Mr. Franks when Steve Watkins walked up, his jacket covered in melting snow, "Hey, Tommy, can I catch a ride with you? My damned car won't start."
"You'll have to ask Greg, I didn't drive today."
"Sure, no problem, Steve. We're just finishing up anyway," Greg said as he grabbed his coat.
We got Greg's car cleaned off and were just pulling out of the lot when my phone rang, "T-tommy, we're in trouble!" Beth sounded ready to panic.
"What happened? D'you have an accident?"
"Two guys forced us off the road and we went down the hill off River Road and I can't move the Jeep!"
"Okay, first of all don't panic. Did you call 911?"
"Yeah, but they said with all the accidents they were taking injuries first and we're not hurt. So we're just gonna have to wait! Tommy, I'm getting scared! It's cold out here and the snow's getting heavier. What are we going to do?"
"Look, just take it easy. Where did it happen?"
"I-I'm not sure. These guys were chasing us and the snow was so heavy, I'm not sure where we were!"
"Okay, Greg and I are heading that way. Just stay in the Jeep. That's the safest place to be. I'll call you back when we get close."
"Jeez," Greg said. "What's up?"
"Just head for River Road and I'll explain. Steve can you tag along?"
"Sure. Anything I can do?" He asked after I explained what had happened.
"Just help keep an eye out for any tracks leading off the right side of the road."
By the time we got to River Road the snow was getting worse. Greg was creeping along as Steve and I tried to spot any sign of where the Jeep left the road.
"Hey! What's that!" Steve hollered after a few minutes. Greg stopped and we all got out. There was a spot where part of the snow bank was missing and a couple of small saplings had been knocked down.
"Steve. Wait here and if you see any cops, grab them. C'mon Greg, let's find our ladies." I climbed over the bank and we found ourselves in knee-deep snow as we started down the bank towards the river.
The snow had already started to cover the tracks left by the Jeep as it went down the hill so following them wasn't easy.
"Greg, lets split up. You go about fifty feet to the left then continue down the hill. We can cover more ground that way."
"Okay. I hope we find them soon." That's when I remembered my phone. I called Beth but got a "phone not available" message. Why would she have turned it off? Unless her battery went dead...
"Greg," I yelled. "Call Cindy and tell her we're coming."
I kept trying to follow the Jeep's tracks, but it was getting harder to see them.
"Tommy! I can't get Cindy! I got a message that her phone's not available!"
"Then we'll have to do it the hard way—just keep looking."
Eventually we found the Jeep. Cindy fell into Greg's arms sobbing out the story of what happened.
"Oh, God, Greg. It was horrible! We stopped on Broadway and two guys in the car next to us tried to talk to us, but we ignored them. When the light changed they followed us and I guess they got mad when they figured out we weren't going to stop. A-and that's when they started to pass us and forced us off the road. Oh, God, I thought we were going to die!" Cindy was clutching Greg and shaking like a leaf.
"Cindy, where's Beth? I told her to stay in the Jeep," I was worried about what had happened to her.
"When we couldn't get our phones to work she said she was going to try to find the road. I tried to talk her into staying but she insisted. I don't know where she is!" Cindy wailed.
My first impulse was to start hunting for tracks or anything that would tell me where she'd gone, but I realized this was going to require more help. "Greg, let's get Cindy up to your car. Then let's call somebody to round up some guys to help us search. The sun's going to be down pretty soon and we'll never find her in the dark!"
We got Cindy up to the car. Greg already had the heater on high, so we bundled her into the front seat to thaw out. Greg wanted to help us find Beth, but he obviously wanted to stay with Cindy even more. I turned to Steve, "Beth's still out there somewhere. Can you call some friends to help us search?"
"Let me call the guys and get them out here," he said as he grabbed his phone. "Hi, Chuck? Call the gang and shag your asses out to River Road, about two miles north of Broadway. Beth Jones is lost down by the river and we've got to find her!
"Okay, we'll be waiting," he closed his phone and turned to us. "Chuck says he thinks he can get most of the team out here to help. Will that be enough?"
"I hope so. Call 911 and get the cops out here. Tell them this is more than just a car off the road. Maybe they'll show up this time. We're gonna need all the help we can get!" I grabbed my phone and called Beth's parents. I knew they were out of town and hoped they had roaming on their phones. I got Mr. Jones and explained what was happening.
"Oh God, can you find her? I had a feeling before we went on this trip that something was going to happen. I'll make arrangements to get back as soon as I can."
"I'll call you when we find her, sir."
"Tommy, you've been a real friend to our daughter, please don't let her down."
"I won't sir. Beth means a lot to me, too."
A short time—and half a lifetime—later several cars showed up. Chuck Miller and what looked like most of the football team piled out and came up to us.
"Jeez, Tommy, what happened. Steve said Beth is lost in the blizzard? What can we do?"
"Let's divide up into two groups, one search down-river and the other up. Keep within shouting distance of each other and if you find her get her up to the road, the cops are on their way."
"I brought a couple of canned-air horns. Can you use them?" Chuck offered
"Great idea, Chuck! Each group take one and if you find Beth give three blasts to alert the others then everybody meet back at the cars."
"Do you mind if I tag along?" I turned around and Jay Stevens was looking at me. Did I want his help? Was I in any position to turn anybody down?
"Sure Jay. Why don't you head up the other group." I took a deep breath, "Okay guys, let's go find her!"
Chuck, Steve, and I were joined by the other guys as we started searching at the Jeep and headed up-river. Jay and the other group turned downstream. The snow was still falling and the wind had picked up making for almost zero visibility. Between trying to fight our way through hip-deep drifts that had almost covered the tracks Greg and I had left finding the Jeep, and trying to keep the blowing snow out of our faces, the search was going to be tough.
Five minutes later I heard sirens heading our way—obviously the police were here.
We'd been slogging through snow drifting up to our hips for an hour when we heard Jay's horn blasting. We re-traced our tracks until we got back to the road just in time to see Jay just carrying Beth to the ambulance.
"Where'd you find her," I gasped, trying to catch my breath.
"She was lying in a depression next to a fallen tree. She'd wrapped herself in a space blanket that made her hard to see. Billy almost tripped over her. She's awake but really cold. I think she may have some frostbite."
The EMT walked over, "Does someone want to ride in with her?"
Jay looked at me, "She's your girl, go."
"Thanks, Jay. I'll call her folks and let them know you found her."
"You mean WE found her," he said as he slapped me on the shoulder.
I called Beth's dad before I got in the ambulance and told him the situation and promised to call him back after we got to the hospital.
I sat down next to Beth as the ambulance started for the hospital. The EMT had her wrapped in a blanket but I could still see her shaking. She looked up at me, "T-Tommy, I r-really b-blew it t-this t-time d-didn't I? I-I thought I c-could get to th' road b't cn't fin' it." Her eyes were drooping and her speech was getting more slurred. "F'nny thing, thought Jay there. Musta been h'luc'natin'. 'M sorr..." She faded out.
I panicked, thinking I was losing her. The EMT put his hand on my shoulder and pointed at the monitor showing her heartbeat and respiration were normal. "She's okay, just exhausted," he reassured me.
When we got to the ER I was told to stay in the waiting room until they'd had a chance to examine Beth. A few minutes later the room was full of cold, wet football players.
"Guys, go down to the cafeteria and get something to warm up. It's on me." I gave Chuck some cash to cover the food bill.
"Hey, man you don't have to do this."
"Yeah I do. There's no way Greg and I could have found her by ourselves. Now go!" Chuck just nodded and headed after the rest of his teammates.
Just then Greg brought Cindy in to get her checked over.
I walked over to Greg, "How's Cindy doing?"
"Looks like she's going to be all right. Damn that was a close call. How's Beth?"
"I don't know, they're still examining her. I hope they hurry, this waiting is killing me." Just then my phone rang—I'd forgotten to turn it off when we got to the hospital. I walked outside and answered it. It was my mom, "Tommy, how are you? Greg called and said there'd been an accident. Were you hurt? Where are you?" As soon as I could sneak a word in I explained what had really happened and that I'd be here until we learned Beth's condition. And that, yes, I had called Beth's parents and would keep them informed.
I was just going to head down for some coffee when Jay came around the corner, "I thought you'd like to stay here so I got a cup for you. It's black, no sugar, that okay?"
"Yeah, that's great. Thanks, Jay." I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable—I mean this was the guy who hit on Beth and then lost his spot on the football team after I set him up—and then comes out to help find her. What was I supposed to make of all that?
As I was struggling with myself over my feelings about Jay, one of the nurses came over, "Are you Tommy?"
"Yeah, that's me, how is she?"
"She's doing fine—no frostbite, luckily. She's lucky she wasn't out there any longer. Why don't you come back with me. I can't let you stay too long because they're going to transfer her to a room upstairs."
"She's going to have to stay here? I thought she was doing okay?"
"She is, but we don't want her to be alone tonight and we understood her parents are out of town."
"They are, but I'm sure my parents would be willing to have her stay at our house tonight. Would that be okay?"
"We'd have to get clearance from her parents."
"Hold on a minute," I said as I pulled my phone out. "If I can call them can you talk to him?"
"Better yet, give me their number and I'll call them from the nurse's station." I turned on my phone and scrolled through the directory and handed her the phone. She wrote down the number and took me down the hall to Beth's room.
Beth saw me walk in and broke into tears, "Oh, Tommy, I fucked up didn't I? I'm so sorry!" I leaned over the bed and kissed her, "Hey, you made a mistake, but what were you trying to do? Don't you know staying with the car is the safest thing to do? Dammit, I almost lost you tonight!"
"I'm sorry! When the batteries went dead on both our phones, I thought I could follow the tire tracks back to the road, but the snow had covered everything up! A-and then I couldn't find the Jeep or anything. I thought I was going to die! All I could think of was to find someplace to get some shelter. I-I curled up next to that log and covered myself with that aluminum blanket you gave me, b-but it didn't seem to help! Oh, God I'm an idiot!"
"Hey, you're safe now and the nurse is calling your folks see if you can stay with us tonight."
"Oh, Tommy, why do you put up with such a dumb girlfriend?"
"I guess I'm just a masochist at heart," I replied just as the door opened and the nurse came in.
"Okay, Beth, I talked to your father and he's okay with you staying at the Randahl's tonight, so we'll just finish up some paperwork and—Tommy, right?—if you can have one of your parents come over to pick Beth up, we'll let you go."
"Can't she just go home with me?"
"Sorry, I can't release her to a minor. Can you call your parents?"
"Okay," I said. I headed for the door, got outside and called home to explain the situation to Dad. He said he'd come over and pick us up, "I'm just glad you're both safe!"
I walked back inside and told Greg that I wouldn't need a ride so he and Cindy didn't have to wait.
"I'll see you tomorrow. Just so it's not SNOWING!" He just chuckled.
Dad showed up about twenty minutes later, "How's she doing?"
"She'll be okay—no frostbite or anything but it's lucky Jay and the guys found her when they did. There's no way she could have survived the night out there." As I said that I realized how close I'd come to losing Beth and I started shaking.
Dad looked at me, "Are you alright? How long were you out there?"
"Only about half a lifetime. Seriously, I'm okay, just a little shaken up by it all."
"I can imagine," Dad said. "Beth was lucky you were able to find her."
"I didn't find her. It was a bunch of the guys from the football team."
"Well, either way, she's a lucky girl."
Just then an orderly came through the door pushing Beth in a wheelchair, "She's all ready to go. Just make sure she stays warm."
Dad pulled the car around and Beth and I got in the front seat to be as close to the heater as possible.
"Thanks Mr. Randahl for letting me stay with you tonight, I'm not sure I could take being stuck in the hospital," Beth said as she snuggled up to me.
"Oh, I almost forget. Let's call your folks and let them know you're all right," I said as I pulled out my phone. When Beth's father answered I handed the phone to her.
"Hi, Daddy. Yes I'm alright. No, I'm out of the hospital. No, we'll just have to get it pulled out of the snow. No, I'm going to be staying at Tommy's house tonight."—Beth suddenly blushed and whispered into the phone—"No, Daddy, I think we'll just sleep. Okay, I'll call you tomorrow. Bye"
She handed me the phone and, when she saw my grin, jabbed me with her elbow—my girl was back!
When we got to the house Mom and Kevin were waiting. Mom immediately started bombarding Beth with questions.
"Hey," I interrupted her. "Can the questions wait 'til tomorrow? What Beth needs now is rest."
"You're right," Mom conceded. "Why don't you both crawl in and get a good night's sleep."
I took her upstairs and we lay down on my bed, both still fully clothed.
"Oh, Tommy, I can't believe I pulled such an idiot stunt. I knew staying with the Jeep was the safest thing to do, but, no, I had to try and be a hero and get us out by myself. What a dumbshit move."
"Well ... yeah it was. All I could think about was finding you frozen to death the next day, but the important thing is you're safe now. I'm just glad Steve got the team out to help."
"Was that Jay who carried me up to the road? I thought I was hallucinating!"
"Yup. Jay said Billy almost tripped over you or he would have missed you."
"Oh God, I'm so lucky," she said as she started to shake. I just held her tight until the tears stopped. "Why don't we crawl in and try to get some sleep," I suggested.
"You know," Beth grinned at me. "Some shared bodily warmth would feel pretty good right now."
We undressed and crawled in, holding each other tight and quickly fell asleep—that is after I told Beth to keep her popsicle toes to herself. "Bitch, bitch, bitch," was her mumbled response as she drifted off.
The next morning the sun was out, the streets were plowed, Kevin had cleared the driveway, and there was no excuse not to go to school. Mom assured me that she'd called the school and told them we'd be late so I could drive Beth home to change. Her folks were home when we got there and their reactions were pretty much what you'd expect. Between hugging their daughter and thanking me for her rescue, it was better than an hour before we headed to school.
While we were in the car I looked over at Beth, "How did both of you end up with dead batteries in your phones? I thought you'd promised to always keep yours charged?"
She looked uncomfortable, "I know, I just forgot. Yesterday was full of dumb mistakes. I won't forget again—you can count on that!"
"How about the Jeep?"
"Dad called AAA and they're going to pull it out and take it to the garage he uses. They'll check it out and—hopefully—have it ready this afternoon."
When we got to school it was obvious the word had spread—everybody we met was either asking Beth how she was, or calling me a hero. Hero? Me? I was just trying to save my girlfriend.
Just before lunch I got called down to the office. Adams was waiting for me, "Mr. Randahl, acting irresponsibly again, I hear. Don't you know you're supposed to wait for the proper authorities to handle a situation like that? There was no reason for you to go charging off unprepared, and putting other students at risk along with yourself."
I was just about to unload on the sanctimonious windbag when the principal, Mr. Williams, came out of his office, "Ah, Mr. Randahl, you're here. Good. Come in."
"I was just telling Mr. Randahl how misguided his actions were yesterday," Adams started.
Mr. Williams looked at him, "Donald, enough."
I followed the principal into the office and saw the EMT from the ambulance and a man I didn't know waiting.
"Thomas, this is Police Chief Gherrity and I think you already know Ron Quigley."
"Hello, Chief Gherrity, and glad to see you again Mr. Quigley. Sorry I didn't catch you yesterday after we got to the hospital. I wanted to thank you for everything you did for Beth, but by the time things settled down you were out on another run."
"Glad I could help. It's always nice to have a happy outcome from one of our calls. Oh, and call me Ron. Every time I hear Mr. Quigley I turn around looking for my father," he replied.
"Thomas," Chief Gherrity said, "Your actions yesterday showed a lot of initiative and courage. It's unusual to meet someone so young who doesn't panic when faced with a serious situation."
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Beth and SallyIts taken me a while but here is the addendum I promised to “BETH - THE FIRST” that I wrote last year. To recap - Beth was a mature woman of about 45 (30 years my senior) who, while she didn’t take my virginity she taught me the delights of the mature woman that I have cherished and continued to enjoy all my life.Beth and I had been lovers (or really just fuck friends) since she seduced me as a 15 year old when ‘babysitting me and my brother. She was a regular visitor to our home...
Gwen opened her door and greeted Beth with a sensuous kiss. The four of them were going out to Topeka for the night, and Shane had recommended that the ladies get ready together. Their k**s were home with instructions on getting in bed on time and so forth. This night was going to be all about adult fun.The ladies did not know specifics for the plan, only that they were to dress sexy. They had fun getting ready but would have liked having more time together to play first. Even after so...
Quick, write this date down! I won a bet with Beth! I won! I won! I won! I was gloating to myself for reasons you may or may not understand. My lover, Beth, is a betting fool, we bet on so many things -- TV shows, sporting events, even stuff like whose mom is going to call next. The stakes range from the simple; like who's cooking dinner, to the bizarre, like accompanying her to a gentleman's club. If you read "Beth and Tracey Chapter 2" then you know how that one turned out.Even if you...
LesbianBeth sighed heavily with contentment as the solid form of Reid rolled off her onto his own side of the bed. She felt the wondrous glow of endorphins rush through her system as she came down from her orgasm, stretching catlike on the bed and feeling her muscles burn and tingle after their exertions. She sighed again and reluctantly got out of bed to tend to her bathroom needs. After being married for so long they didn’t use condoms and since neither one of them liked sleeping in the wet patch...
BDSMBeth and Len are thirteen year old twins whom I was asked to babysit for, during the Labor Day weekend, from Friday till Monday eve. On Friday morning their mother, Debbie, dropped them off. She told them to behave and reminded them that if they didn't that I had her full permission to discipline them as needed. They settled in and were busy playing and watching the television shortly after Debbie left. That afternoon I was watching tv and the children were running in and out,...
A Family Love Fantasy My sister Beth and I grew up on a farm in Indiana. Living out in the country was pretty much a dull and restricted sort of life for teenagers. Since we had to ride the school bus, we had no opportunity to participate in extracurricular school activities--it was off to school in the morning and back home right school was out. This schedule cut down on our opportunities for dating, too, since it gave neither of us much chance to develop any kind of serious...
Beth and her Mom By Deputy Duffy I am one of those lucky few, who love their jobs. I work for the great Stateof Vermont, as a Deputy Sheriff. I spend most of my nights patrolling its sleepyhighways and back-roads. I'm just 22-years-old and only got this job becausemy dad's the Sheriff. Most of the time there is not much to do, as I work thelate shift. There are times however, when this can work to ones advantage.The following is an account of one such evening. I set up shop (radar) one night on...
General Mark McReynolds was nominated by President Matheson to be his new Vice President upon the resignation of the sitting Vice President. Mark was a young man of only 40, and his wife was only 30. He was selected, because the President felt that he was loyal and trustworthy. The Senators agreed and ratified his selection as the new Vice President. Mark was decidedly happy upon hearing of his conformation, and he turned to his wife and said, "Can you believe this? That man is so...
sisters, Amie, and Beth's last hole - what a night.sisters work it out, Amie plays well in small groups, and Beth's Virgin ass, finally!================Any hopes I had of sleeping in were destroyed with the cacophonous pounding. I looked over at my alarm clock and growled when I saw it was a few minutes past 9. Heathens.As the pounding continued, I knew I'd get no more rest. I struggled through my morning ablutions and a little more ready for the world, headed out to find out what the bloody...
The morning sun just began piercing the east-facing blinds in Michael’s bedroom, and a bright ray splashed across Beth’s face. She opened her eyes and put her hand up to block the harsh light. When she did, the flawless diamond, nestled in the setting on her left hand, sparkled. She smiled and moved her hand for a few minutes watching the dazzling array the sun created for her. She looked over at Michael, still sound asleep. She brushed his hair lightly and kissed his forehead. He stirred...
Introduction: 3 pages, I hope you enjoy Page 1 – Blizzard – Co-worker, MF I left a business seminar early with my co-worker Tom because the weather looked like it was taking a turn for the worst. It was only a 3 hour drive back to Hartford so we thought wed have plenty of time to head off the incoming storm. Driving south through New Hampshire is picturesque any time of the year but during a fierce snow storm it has an almost eerie beauty to it. We talked shop in an effort to take our minds...
The Blizzard of The Century, or at least that is what the media was calling it. It was snowing so hard that the hospital didn’t let the day shift go home, that is how dangerous it was. Not to mention the fact that the night shift couldn’t get in. I was working with one of the male nurses that I have an absolute crush on, which is kind of silly, since we are both pushing 50. We have been out for coffee, and out on a date, and I have even met his parents, but we had never crossed the line...
(Beckys life is changed forever when she gets snowed in)"Brrrr" said Becky, stepping out of her beat up SUV and walking up the driveway. It was the middle of February, and the snow had just begun to fall. She was dressed in sheepskin boots and gray sweats that had her school logo on the right hip, with a bright green zip-up hoody that was underneather her warm, brown winter coat that had fur on the fringe of the hood. Even though her clothing was for comfort, Becky knew that she still looked...
As I held my wife’s pale delicate hand, she slowly opened her eyes and gave me a weak smile. ‘How ya feelin’ babe?’ I asked Beth’s body was gaunt and terribly thin, her beautiful brown hair a memory. Although she endured the second round of chemotherapy with stoic courage, the oncologist was doubtful that it would have any effect on the rapidly advancing cancer. Today was her final treatment. ‘Ok,’ she croaked in a hoarse whisper. Clasping her cold hand, I held it against my cheek as a...
Beth and I have been married 10 years now - we met at the company where I was employed as a junior executive, I was 25 at the time, and she was a couple of years younger - she was a secretary-receptionist. She is an extremely attractive woman - slender and somewhat athletic, but with all the curves in the right places. She was relatively reserved in her conduct - not loud, vulgar or prone to swearing or bad language - generally what most would call "clean cut". After we were married, we agreed...
Erotic*** Annabeth Lily Moore, or simply Beth to her family and friends, sat alone in the darkened moving vehicle. Her pulse was racing and she could feel her breath coming in raggedly. She had been excitedly looking forward to this day for years, but now that it had arrived, she was terrified. The vehicle started jostling and jumping under her and she knew that they had left the road and was now in rough country. "Not too much longer" she whispered to herself in an attempt to soothe her...
I stayed for a while, just sipping some wine and talking to a few people. I decided to call it a night and when I flipped the lights in my room on, I was surprised to see the sheets move and a beauty woke up. Temple!"I hope you don't mind, I got off and was tired. I wasn't sure when you would be coming back."I started stripping off my clothes, looking at my little present. She didn't say a word. I am nowhere near as striking at Beth, but in my own way, I am attractive, at least that's...
LesbianI am the great white hunter stalking my prey. She will never know what hit her. She is the neglected, overworked, underappreciated, wife, mother and co-worker. My camouflage is being a middle aged man that goes to church, volunteers, friendly, outgoing and relatively well off. I am always on the prowl. I am always vigilant. I seek the women whose husband has fucked up. He has neglected to protect his woman. How has he done that you may ask? My victim will show signs of stress. She will be...
Someday I am going to learn that making a bet with my girlfriend is a lost cause. Not only do I usually lose, but also the stakes never seem to be what I thought they were. Not that she is dishonest; it’s more like she’s unexpected. If she says we are going fishing, I expect to be sitting on a lake or river trying to catch lunch. She would be driving me to the coast to catch a ride on a charter and we get to spend the day after some game fish. She did that once. We showed up dockside in bikinis...
LesbianI am the great white hunter stalking my prey. She will never know what hit her. She is the neglected, overworked, underappreciated, wife, mother and co-worker. My camouflage is being a middle aged man that goes to church, volunteers, friendly, outgoing and relatively well off. I am always on the prowl. I am always vigilant. I seek the women whose husband has fucked up. He has neglected to protect his woman. How has he done that you may ask? My victim will show signs of stress. She will be...
Wife LoversTo Begin with this happened many years ago I'm 52 now and was in my twenties at the time.I had just met the woman who unbeknownst to me at the time, would end up being my wife someday.Her name was Angelia, Angel is what everyone called her, she was far from it tho. Angel was 17 and was a runaway, kinda couch surfing I guess you could say. But she was Hot 5'9" leggs up to her neck thin and under a 100 pounds long auburn hair that she could honestly wrap around her hand two times, and then...
To Begin with this happened many years ago I'm 52 now and was in my twenties at the time.I had just met the woman who unbeknownst to me at the time, would end up being my wife someday.Her name was Angelia, Angel is what everyone called her, she was far from it tho. Angel was 17 and was a runaway, kinda couch surfing I guess you could say. But she was Hot 5'9" leggs up to her neck thin and under a 100 pounds long auburn hair that she could honestly wrap around her hand two times, and...
True to her word, as soon as Beth had regained her pose from the first spanking administered to her by her roommate, she promptly switched places with her. Just a few short moments later, and it was now Beth that had administered a good hard spanking to Misty. To be sure, both of their bottoms were sore, but they also had, for the first time, experienced what it was like to be the one giving a spanking, rather than just the recipient. It gave them each an exhilarating feeling of power, unlike...
SpankingBeth Haley had always exhibited a meek and submissive personality to some degree for most of her life. However, she had never felt so used and completely dominated as she did now at the hands of eighteen-year-old Michael. Bent over and pressed uncomfortably into a mound of pillows with her arms tied behind her back, the pretty housewife had no way to brace herself against the teenager's violent thrusts that kept shoving her roughly into the headboard like a rag doll. His preternatural large...
For several weeks Beth and Gwen had been exploring together. They had enjoyed discovering new things to do and new ways to do them. Gwen’s enthusiasm and adventurous spirit were contagious, and she was able to talk Beth into several things she probably wouldn’t have tried otherwise. One evening after an exhilarating session of oral sex, Beth asked Gwen a question that had been plaguing her.“Gwen, do you tell your husband about what we do?” “Of course, I tell him everything. Haven’t you...
Beth loved her husband very much. Coming up on almost ten years of marriage, she often found herself wondering how she had been so lucky to find such an incredible man. Along with her two beautiful children she often thought that she hadn’t deserved to be so happy and yet could not help but smile and laugh at the friendship and love she enjoyed with her family. In her early thirties, Beth was a successful artist and specialised in using old, unused furniture and junk to create funky, upcycled...
BDSMA 2nd attempt at story writingBeth and Ian had grown up together. They lived near each other and their parents had been very close friends since c***dhood. They thought of each other as brother and sister but of course they were not. However circumstances were about to change all that.They were both 18 and had both just come out of relationships. They decided to get together and have a what Beth called a sibling bitching session about the now ex partners. Beth also suggested that they...
Back to town and back to work. George Stankovich had left a message with a name and phone number of a company that produced complex molded plastic parts and mentioned what they were looking for might be right up my alley. I called and talked to Nils Johansson, the owner. "Tommy, we've got the same problem Chuck Jones had: High-gloss parts with little surface detail, except ours are black plastic. Can you help us?" "Well, I can't really say without seeing the parts. Can we set up a time...
"TOMMY! BETH!" I looked up and saw Sue Webber waving her hand over her head. I wasn't surprised to see her, even though we hadn't made any arrangement for them to pick us up. I looked at Beth and got a blank shrug. "I don't know, Tommy." We had just cleared Customs at Nassau International and were waiting for our luggage when our Caribbean friend hailed us. "Hi, what are you doing here?" I asked Sue after the mandatory—and quite enjoyable—hugs. "Waiting for you two, of...
It was certainly turning out to be an interesting summer. Beth, Jason's sixteen-year-old niece, was staying with him for two months while her parents were away on business. Much to his amazement, somehow, they ended up being lovers. After three weeks of hanging out together and having mind-blowing sex, they settled into somewhat of a routine. They would get up, hang by the pool or go into town for the morning, and come home. Jason would work on his next project during the afternoon, then after...
IncestEighteen-year-old Michael threw his head back and smiled broadly while his best friend's mom earnestly worked her closed fist up and down his engorged hard-on. The many candles in the room cast wavering long shadows that enhanced the motion and the sense that what was going on in the Caldwell living room was dark and dangerous.Michael shifted his position to the side of the couch and pulled Beth by her shoulders to get her into a position where he could more comfortably get a hand behind her...
My wife Beth and I recently moved to a new city and haven't had an opportunity to make any new friends yet. When I asked her what she wanted for her birthday present this year, she didn't hesitate to tell me that she wanted to meet some new friends and have a gang bang. Ever since we were in high school she's enjoyed having more than one cock to play with, I found this out on our first date. Since then we've had quite a bit of experience with this lifestyle. I have already started working on...
“Sarah said I’d find you here” I said as I sat down gently next to Bethany on the jetty by the boat house. Beth was sitting on the edge, her high heels dumped on the planks beside her, her legs swinging out over the water. Beth kept looking ahead “Yeah she said you wanted to talk?” Eh, wait a sec. Oh I see, that’s how it was. Sarah had set us up. I said grinning “that sister of yours, she is something isn’t she? She told me you wanted to talk to me too”. Beth took a sharp intake of breath....
After I left robin I went back next door and found beth anxiously waiting in the kitchen eager to know how it had gone.My broad smile told her everything, she came to me and threw her arms around me, pressing herself tightly against me."Oh thank you, this is going to be the best thing ever!" She was like a giddy school girl so excited and wouldn't stop asking questions about robin and our recent conversation, it was all fine and he would be here at 8.The next hour actually went quite fast! Beth...
There's something about coming back to school that first day, especially after the Christmas/New Year break that's even tougher than most. Beth was as down as I was as she dragged herself out of the house, plopped down in the car. "Do we have to do this?" Not a good sign from someone who normally enjoys school, who thinks homework was just another challenging game. If my princess wasn't ready for today, what chance did I have? "Yeah, unfortunately, we do, but look at the bright...
2 weeks had past since I revealed beths pic's to an all too eager robin. It had been more difficult at first to 'pluck up the courage' to show him those initial photos but all had gone much better than imagined.Robin, despite being a perfect gentleman outwardly, hid a dark secret, he was the original dirty old man!As I said it was difficult at first.Yes I got to talk to him alone and yes we did talk about the opposite sex, I learned early on that he, like myself, was a fan of bbws or the...