I was 18  year old boy in 1966 and boy was I naive….

We had a neighbor lady named Jean. She had a husband by the name of Everett that was a nasty foul mouthed hick from the sticks. Growing up all of the kids in the neighborhood hated the guy. My mother and Jean were pretty good friends and Jean would tell mom how nasty Everett was and how he was always treating her like dirt.

In the summer of 66 he was killed driving a truck loaded with blasting powder, I don’t know whether it exploded or not but the kids in the neighborhood were talking that it had. ??????

Jean didn’t drive so my mom would take her places, shopping, paying bills, etc. I enjoyed driving and was willing to drive anybody anywhere. Jean was asking mom to drive her places a lot and since she had other things to do, mom would ask me.

After about two weeks of driving Jean around we got pretty well acquainted. She was 41 at the time and seemed as though she was a lot older. Not now!!!!!!!!!

One evening after taking her to the drug store and bank she ask me if I wanted some ice tea. I said I did and went into the house with her. She made a lot of small talk about a lot of things I don’t remember but she did ask me if I would give her my opinion on something. I said of course. She left the den and went into another part of the house and returned a few minutes later wearing a baby blue short nightie with ruffled panties. They were the bloomer type panties. I was a little shocked to say the least and even with the ice tea right there, had the driest mouth in the world. I could have spit cotton. She ask me if I thought she was pretty and I could say nothing other than un huh! (more…)

My wife was gone for the summer, off on a climbing expedition to Northern Pakistan for 10 weeks and my son was away with friends. I guess it was the first time in my adult life that for all intents and purposes I was truly and well living alone.

I had also planned on taking my vacation during the same period and heading down to Spain for some slightly more modest hiking, climbing and camping out. But if you have a shop like mine you are more dependant on the vagaries and whims of customers than is generally realized. People don’t buy antique furniture every day and when sales are good you try to stay on the roll and rack ‘em up while you can.

So when my custom picked up the week after my wife left, I decided to let the more mercenary side of my nature get the overhand. I put my planned vacation on hold and decided to wait until sales calmed down, as they inevitably do. I was lucky in having no one to account to except myself.  (more…)

As you sit in your living room you start thinking that maybe you should create your own excitement. Maybe you should give yourself a hot, soapy enema, massage your clit while you make yourself hold the water, then take a relaxing warm bath before allowing yourself to expel – - but the phone suddenly rings, startling you out of your reverie.

“Hello?” you answer on the third ring taking a deep breath to control libido.

It’s Erica, your next door neighbor, “Mo ! I am so angry with you right now! I know that it’s not all your fault, but I am still so mad that I can’t talk!! I want you to come over here right now so that we can ‘discuss’ this.”

“Wha . . What in the world are you talking about Erica ? ” You finally stammer. “I haven’t done anything that should make you so angry with me. But OK sure, I’ll come over in a little while and we can talk.”

“NO young lady, I want you over here immediately. RIGHT NOW!!!” she yells back slamming down the phone. (more…)

In the many years that I’ve been collecting films, it is rare that I find other than a low-life working behind the counter, or, at best a fairly personable fellow or piggish female. But, not so at this video store in Charleston, WV of all places! I travel around the country, and, the best way to have a good porno collection is to look at every possible source. Anyhow, I went into this store – which had a fairly sizable collection – and found a film that I had been looking for over two years (I had seen it as a rental and neglected to copy it or buy it). Here it was. I took it up to the counter and the lady that appeared about knocked my socks off!

Her name was Donna and I guess she was about 35 years old. She had long brown hair and was about 5’7″ tall. But what I noticed about her the most was how nicely she filled out her sweater and jeans when she stood on the stepladder directly in front of me and leaned forward to reach for the film. I’m not much of a tit man, but I couldn’t help but notice how firm and round her tits were under her sweater. And, as she stood up on her toes to reach for the film, her already nice butt was even more accentuated in her jeans. I could feel my dick throb in my pants. (more…)