March Madness
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“I know Kelly and Doug are going to fuck when they get home, are we?” Wendy asked as she sat her small ass onto the cold car seat of Dan’s Mustang.
“You bet we are!” Dan replied, kissing her. Wendy pulled up her skirt and had Dan finger her pussy between shifting the GT.
“Doug isn’t as good a fuck as you are, in case you were wondering,” she offered. She turned on the interior light, took out Laura’s letter, and re-read it. “I still can’t figure out how your wife could possibly have known what we’d be doing three years into her future.”
“I don’t know either. She was able to write all those letters in one night. In her letter, she said she had a premonition she was going to die and saw parts of our futures.”
“I’d love to see Laura’s letter to you if I could,” she asked.
“Of course you can.”
“Can I ask, how did you meet Laura?”
“I had recently moved to Trenton and was grocery shopping in Loblaws. I noticed this beautiful blonde at one of the check-out counters and waited in her line. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her and noticed her name tag said, ‘Laura.’ I thanked her by name, which I like to do to people who work serving customers. Being thanked by name makes them feel appreciated, and I feel good doing it. Laura and I exchanged glances when she scanned my groceries and packed them for me. I’d go to the store, even if I didn’t really need anything, and always wait in Laura’s line, no matter how long it took.
One day several weeks later, she surprised me by asking me to take part in a customer survey questionnaire, and I’d receive a surprise gift for my time. Of course, I gladly accepted just to be with her. The survey took about fifteen minutes to complete.
When she completed the questions, she asked for my full name, age, marital status, address and phone number, and she said for the store records. I asked her what I’d receive for a gift, and she said either a fifty-dollar gift certificate for the store or a date with her. I teased her, saying I could use the money, but naturally took the date. Laura had planned the whole survey idea just to meet me. And the rest, as they say, is history.”
“That sounds so romantic,” Wendy smiled. “I wish I’d known her.”
“Laura went on to become the store manager. She was so great with people. The letter is in my wallet,” he said, handing it to her. Wendy took out the well-folded, well-read letter.
”13 October 2003” “Happy Birthday to me!”
“My Dearest Darling Daniel,”
“I know that your heart is heavy with sadness right now this Christmas Eve. I woke up during the morning of my birthday from a premonition that was so strong I couldn’t get back to sleep and stayed up all night writing you. The premonition I had was seeing my own death. I also saw some events in the future involving you and people you know and will love.”
“All I knew was that my death would be quick and I wouldn’t live to see this Christmas. That’s why I asked you to take two weeks vacation off work so we could be together as much as possible. After all, I had a lot of fucking with you to cram into a little amount of time. I did take a chance when I had you take me to the Hen House for the last time. I loved wearing my short, low cut dress for you. I always found it very erotic when you’d take off my panties, or the panties of any woman we happen to be with and leave them on our table for the rest of the night. I’m sure Karen remembers that well enough.”
“I always loved you fucking me at our table and sure glad no one ever stopped us. I just wish that you, Karen, had been the last woman I made love with instead of the couple we picked up on our last night.”
“Whenever I went to the store I made sure I went alone Dan because I didn’t know if you were supposed to be with me or not during my accident. I also had a vision of things to come for you.”
“When the accident happened all I had time to do was yell, ‘I love you, Dan!’ Therefore, the last word I said was your name. Although the accident must have seemed gruesome, death was quick and I didn’t suffer and neither did Max.”
“Dan, I want you to get on with your life best that you can. I know you’ll feel lonely and sad a lot of the time for a long while but believe me that will not last for long. You have family and friends that love you.”
“The best news I can give you to lift your spirits and to make life worth living for, is that within the next four years, you will be with our Karen again. Your love and passion for each other will be rekindled and you will marry her. I want you to do all the fun sexy fuck things the three of us use to do together. I have an earth angel that you will meet, fall in love with and care for very much and who will be Victoriaous in bringing you both together”.
“However, you will meet your next and last true love before Christmas 2006 and fulfill her deepest desires. ‘You Don’t Never Ever Wonder,’ about her love for you.”
“I will close, for now, my love. You are doing a fantastic job with the kids, I’m so proud of you. Please give them all a kiss and hug for me. I am not alone up here in heaven. Elliot, the man who was killed in the same accident as mine, is keeping me company (yes Angels do fuck) and helping me to take Max for walks. I’ve also made a new friend in Maryanne Kendall, whose daughter you’ll meet soon. I’ll be looking in on you from time to time. I promise to stay out of your bedrooms, ha, ha. I will always love you, Dan.”
“Your Darling Laura,”
“P.S. As curious as you will all be about the pink envelope, it cannot, I repeat, CANNOT, be opened until 30 March 2007.”
“This is the most romantic thing I’ve ever read!” Wendy said, tears welling in her eyes.
“Karen and I still can’t figure out what, You Don’t Never Ever Wonder, about her love for you means?”
“You notice that each word is capitalized,” she commented, pointing it to them. “YDNEW,” she said under her breath, examining the capital letters again. “Oh my god Dan, I think I figured it out! YDNEW is my name spelled backward! YDNEW is WENDY and you’ve heard of Wendy’s restaurants?”
“Oh my god, that has to be it! Laura knew that we’d meet again, fall in love, and be together!” His eyes grew misty. “But how could she possibly know?”
“I don’t know that is quite a mystery.”
Wendy refolded the envelope and put it back in Dan’s wallet. “I know one thing I’ve got to do and that is to get you a nice, sexy picture of me for your wallet.”
“You’re right. I do have a picture of you but not a naked one,” he grinned. She took out the letter Laura had written to her, re-read it, then put it back in the envelope.
“I tried to put Laura’s letter away before and for some reason, it still won’t go all the way back in the envelope.” Wendy looked inside it. “There’s something stuck at the end of the envelope,” she said, reaching in her slender fingers. She pinched the paper in her fingers and finally was able to tug it out. “It looks like another letter,” she said, unfolding it. “It is another letter from Laura!”
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I woke Saturday morning at my usual time. Sometime during the early morning Allison had rolled off of Shannon but the two were cuddled up as close as possible. Shannon was sort of half curled around Allison's head with one hand resting on Allison's left breast and Allison's head was tucked under her chin. It looked really awkward but they obviously didn't mind. I slipped out of bed, grabbed my running stuff, and headed for the bathroom. Shannon's a coffee drinker; I know, odd for a girl...
Going for a walk. 20 years ago, I guess you would have called me a player. I was young, fairly good looking, self employed as an artist with a long list of clients, and lived in a great condo on the near north side of Chicago over looking lake Michigan. I dated a steady bevy of beautiful women, almost all of whom, wound up in my bed. Life was good. As time goes by though, we mature and eventually I wanted to move from the hustle and bustle of city life. My art, these days, had...
Since I have told you about my wifes first experience with Champ I figure its only fair that I tell you something about her dog. The first real love in her life. We know very little about Champs background. My step dad brought him home from one of his cross country hauls. He was an over the road trucker. He told us he met an older couple in Northern California at a truck stop. They were having to move and they could not take their pet dog with them to their new place. The owner did not allow...
This happened few years ego. One of our Projects was going on near Chennai. I used to go there every week for a day or two to oversee works. That day I left early morning in my car to that project site, reached around 11.30 am. Whole day I was busy at site and I had planned to stay back there that night and return only next day afternoon but late in the evening. I received a call from my office to come back same night to attend one important meeting next day. So I decided to leave around 7pm...
This was a different time - when interracial relationships were not socially acceptable.His dark-skinned hand on my pale-white tummy would make a beautiful painting - the sharp contrast in color. Stirring. Erotic. His name is Reggie. He lifts my chin so I can see the whites of his eyes - another stark contrast to his matte-black face. And lips fuller than my own, kiss me, with a passion previously unknown to me.This is forbidden.Bobby stands behind me and reaches around to unfasten my jeans...
Interracial