Brad was at the park one Saturday playing softball with his buddies when he spotted Morgan, a tall thin blonde sitting on a nearby bench. Brad accidentally lost the ball near where she was sitting and had to go get it. Everyone had packed up their things and left, since it was getting dark. Brad and Morgan had a little privacy, even though they were outdoors. Brad struck up a conversation with her, and they were getting along nicely. Morgan was doing some subtle flirting, giggling, brushing up against him, and Brad wasn't going to pass up an opportunity to get lucky.

My day started off like all the others, cleaning and doing laundry. My boredom was really starting to drive me insane. I had today off work, while my boyfriend was gone. Nothing to do, not even any hot action between our sheets. My pussy ached with the normal need for attention. I could always use my jack rabbit like I did for just these occasions, but I wanted a real dick. I could already feel the hot, thick, smooth cock as it slid inside my tight opening. But, I knew that would have to wait. I only had a few hours to go, so I decided to play some solitary.

Although I had just crossed my teens I was very religious. And I was very vocal about it. Among other things I was concerned about the ‘unholy’ way in which the younger generation were working at relationships. Homosexuality, live in relationships, the works. I personally was for keeping your chastity until marriage - which also was for keeps - ‘until death do you part’. Our community was a small, closed one. My father died when I had just finished school. My mother was offered his job in the local school and was hence able to easily take care of the household expenses.

These days it is not uncommon for women in their late thirties to have children that are in early twenties. Malachi had met such a woman, Summer. They had met online, on one of the popular ‘networking’ sites. They hit off pretty quickly, conversing online via messenger and email for about a week before they had exchanged phone numbers. They got along very well and despite coming from different backgrounds, they had tons in common; from the music they both enjoyed, to the places they had both lived, and a shared sense of core values.

“Monica Barnes smoothed her skirt before entering the office of her boss, Cord Drake, the CEO of the company his father had founded thirty eight years ago! Like every other morning for the past two years, she brought along his coffee, her memo pad, and of course his copy of the morning paper! “Good morning, Mr.