When I was 11 my dad died suddenly. An only child, my mom raised me the best she could and worked full time, but times were tough. Fortunately my dad’s sister, my Aunt Pam, lived in town and she was very helpful to me and my mom. I spent quite a bit of time with her in my teen years, and many days after school I would go there instead of home, and would often stay the night when my Mom worked late (she had a second job as a waitress). As I turned 13 I was of course perpetually […]
I was 17 years old when my mother died, leaving my dad and myself alone and living in the suburbs of San Diego. Over the course of the next year, Dad and I settled into a manly groove. He went to work, I went to school, he went to the bars after work, I ran track and played baseball, we ate out at the nearby diner, ate take out pizza or microwaved frozen dinners, the dishes piled in the sink and the trash overflowed the garbage cans until the cleaning lady came every other day. Grocery shopping occurred only when […]
When I was young my Grandmother treated all of the grandchildren the same. She taught us all to cook, clean, dust, iron, fold and put away the clothes. That meant all of the clothes including her underclothes. She did not make us do it. She had a gift which allowed her to make each job seem like it was fun and make us want to do it. She also paid us a nickel or a dime. I grew up during the late 60’s and early 70’s and at this time men did not do things like that. I learned […]
A couple of years ago I had an experience that gave me a whole new perspective on how I look at older women. I went over to my friend’s house to hang out, when I got there his mom answered the door in her swimsuit. She told me Lee wasn’t there, but she figured he’d be home soon. She asked me if I wanted come in and wait for him. She told me she was going to work on her tan and invited me to come out and take a dip in the pool. I didn’t have my swim trunks […]
“Sh, Sh, Sh, sweet baby, it is going to be ok.” Looking at the wall clock, I notice it is 4 a.m. 2 hours of non-stop crying. What started as a little whimper has gone into a full blown distress cry. I am now officially a single mom. Emily is a week old and we are trying to learn how to breastfeed together. There is no lonelier feeling than being up in the middle of the night with a crying baby. Plus, being a first time mom, I have no clue what to do. My milk has come in and […]
My Aunt was a seamstress. She always made clothes for the various members of Our family. She made shirts and pants and shorts for the boys, and tops, skirts and dresses for the girls. She lived only two doors away, and was a constant part of my life. It seemed to start very innocently for me at probably age ten or eleven. I was asked if I could come over to help out Auntie ‘R’ for a half-hour or so with some sewing. She was trying to hem a skirt and needed me to stand up very straight […]
By Bob Because Kathy was unable to get around I offered to stay and help her out. She wanted to pay me for fixing the porch but I refused any money from her. “Oh please Bob, take this money; you worked hard fixing my porch. If it wasn’t for you, I don’t know what I would’ve done.” She begged. It was hard for me to take the money; sure I fixed her porch and what have you but if I’d been looking out in her interest in the first place she wouldn’t be lying there on her couch with […]
My wife, Katie, and I love to play these games where we try to figure out ways to expose her to others without them knowing it is intentional. She loves to show off, I love to show her off, and the way she looks. everyone else seems to like seeing what she has to show. She has a beautiful face, shoulder length blond hair, and a body that can bring the dead back to life! She has an athletic physique that is softened with some smooth feminine curves, not the least of which are two perfectly formed 36C breasts. And […]
When I was in my mid-teens, about forty five years ago, I spent a week on holiday with my gran, visiting an old childhood friend of hers. Mrs. Cook, gran’s friend, lived in a small cottage in rural Glamorgan, Wales. Water had to be drawn from a pump outside the cottage. Needless to say, toilet facilities were pretty basic. She kept the house nice and warm during the day with a red-hot coal fire but it could get pretty chilly at night. As the cottage was so small, gran and I had to share a bed – a big, old […]
by Spiderman Prior to our divorce, my now ex-wife and I had made a promise to each other. That was to, well do it at her place of employ. She was and still is the office manager at a small business of approximately 10 people, 3 of which are in the office. However, she is about the only one that works late. We keep in touch for various reasons and at times I have to stop by her work to drop off papers for the kids or pick up checks for the same. Usually this occurs during regular business hours. […]
When I was 10, I started to wear my Mum’s slips, I had no sisters and when my Dad walked out there was only Mum and me. I used to wear her slips when she went to the shops; one day, the school phoned to say there was burst pipe and it would be closed till the next Monday. Mum said she had to go to work that day and she wouldn’t be back till 4:00pm. When she had gone, I went into her bedroom and opened her underwear drawer and pulled out one of her slips. I quickly […]
Even as a teenager I was still wearing nappies and rubber pants, and that situation was mainly due to being frightened during a wartime bombing experience. My Mummy used to reassuringly call it my ‘Potty Training’, and it was all kept a big secret from most people. An innocent young boy not recovered sufficiently to attend school, I was taught lessons at home, and under various women’s influences I had slowly become more and more girlish. But it was during my potty training that I gradually became more aware of women’s underwear. Mummy and her best friend, who I knew […]
