We were farmers of the hardcore variety, everyone in our family worked the 1250 acres we had under our charge. We are supporters of wildlife and make sure to leave strips for them to feed on winter and summer. Dad plants wild rice in our wet spots to make water fowl feeding as nutritious as we can for 600.00 per year. I had been doing the Farm BOOKS for us since My first computer class in fifth grade.
I sat up Quicken and MONEY the put Agr-Com on to make it fast to due our SMALL operation. When I was 14 I filed our income taxes with a local Accountant doing a audit for the bank on my work. He ask if I was in collage or had a practice of my own because I had used little known Systems to make our taxes very livable. He even initialed it to say he would go to an audit with us if the IRS or Farm Finance people were to call us up on it. So when I say we had a working farm you can bank on it. I had been the Tractor operator of an old 89 johnDeere For three years and it was well maintained because I did it myself except the welding and my brother Wes had the Knack for it like few men have. Dad was quick to tell them Each of our High points so the WAGES we were paid were justified. I paid taxes on 12,000 in 90 when I was 12 years old and dad told me I was underpaid. Wes at 15 recived 18,000 for his share. Terrance at 12 was paid 10,000 but dad told him to look for a town job if he didn’t get with the program learn to enjoy his work like we did. It was a labor of love For sure, (more…)

“Happy anniversary!” he said as his wife of two years closed the door behind her. She threw her arms around her husband and kissed him gently.
“Happy anniversary to you, too. You working out?” She asked as she eyed his white tank-top and red basketball shorts.
He laughed and spun his wife in a full circle, kissing her again. “Nope, I just took a shower”.

She spotted the bouquet of flowers on the table and rushed over to them, gathering them in her hands and bringing the fragrant bundle to her nose. She smiled at her husband and hugged him again. “You know just want to do to take a girl’s breath away.”
He laughed and kissed his partners forehead. “Isn’t that from ‘The Little Rascals’?”
She punched him playfully and smiled. “They stole it from me,” she joked. (more…)

My husband has been trying to get me to participate in a threesome with another woman, now I’m not averse to the idea, the problem has been trying to find another girl who turns me on. I’ve met two so far, one in a restaurant bathroom, she did make my pussy get wet, but she thanked me for the offer and said no thanks. The other I met in a supermarket and when I made the offer to her, she called a fucking pervert and stormed away, so I’m still looking. Our annual Forth of July Bbque was coming up and this year it was being held at Lil and Pete’s because they had a swimming pool put in. Lil and I are really good friends, our husbands get along but are not great friends, so Lil and I do a lot of things that doesn’t involve our husbands. (more…)

My ex daughter in law, Jill, has been separated/divorced from my son for over a year. We stay close with her since she’s the mother of our granddaughter and both my wife and I think she’s a nice person. Jill will, on occasion, come down to our place and stay the week-end. She’s 5′4″ tall and used to have a nice figure. Since she got married, she let herself go and weighed up toward 200 pounds at one point, though lately she’s been trying to get her weight under control. She’s doing some exercises and I can see some improvement and some of her shape coming back. (more…)

Leah Maxwell had always been considered a little edgy. She liked to push things to the limits. For this reason, and the fact that she was the most stunning beauty in Riverton, she was the most popular girl in high school. She was about 5’8” with beautifully long, slim legs. She wore the shortest skirts possible to show them off. Being captain of the cheerleading team she had a flawless body. Sculpted abs, toned arms and legs. She was perfect. The boys loved her flowing black hair that cascaded down to her perfectly rounded ass. The thing they loved most about her was her perky breasts. A perfect C cup got her plenty of attention. Not only was she perfect, she was incredibly sexual. Even though she was a sensual being, she’d never had sex. She enjoyed having the reputation of being a slut but knowing she was an 18-year-old virgin. It didn’t matter what other people thought. (more…)

Michael Phillips is a C.F.O. of Phillips Investment Group LLC. He is always on the lookout for new investments to add to his impressive portfolio. Reuters reported sizable returns of those investing in the Canadian oil sands. Michael chartered a plane for Edmonton. Once there he immediately left for Fort McMurray to collect the particulars on the oil sand operation.

After several hours of meetings, Michael began the long trip back to Edmonton. Arriving at the hotel Selkirk, he went to the Mahogany Room for a scotch and soda before retiring to his room to mull over the facts and figures presented to him throughout the day. Before leaving he requested an additional scotch and soda be delivered to his room in one hour’s time. (more…)

The idea of a teenage slumber party where gorgeous pubescent girls and guys all sleep semi-naked in a room together is something most of us would walk a million miles for. I was lucky enough to find myself at one accidentally.

I was 17 at the time and in my first year of a diploma course. My college friend Dan, whom I had recently met, had rented for the first time a place of his own. It was a fairly dingy garden-flat with just the one room containing a double bed and a kitchenette, and a bathroom. But it was all his. He was very excited and celebrated with a house-warming party. He and his gorgeous girlfriend Sara invited myself, Natalie, Lisa and Emily (all of whom were friends of Dan’s) to the pokey little flat for a Friday night drinking session. (more…)

Those were bachelor days when I had just got into a job in an industry located outskirts of chennai. I was looking for a suitable house to move in and was disappointed with the surroundings around my factory. On a suggestion from a friend of mine I started looking in a small suburb around 5 kms away from the factory. Although there were many desirable houses in there and empty too, being a bachelor I was not very welcome. Spending a whole of a sunny sunday looking for a house, I was at the end of my patience when I spotted a to-let sign on a small but neat house. I walked in and pressed the bell and the door was opened by a housemaid. I was made to sit in the sitting room and the maid left saying she would call the ‘maim sahab’. The room was neat and furnished and a series of photos decorated the walls. I could see an old family photo with an army officer, wife and two kids, one large photo of the army officer but with garland indicating the person had died. I could make out that the lady of the house was an army officer’s wife and probably a widow. There were photographs showing daughters wedding and son’s decoration of an army officer, etc.. (more…)

My hubby started sharing me about 8 years ago. We often fantasized about me fucking someone else while we were fucking and I would tell him how I would fuck them and suck them off. We were friends with this one couple, Billy and Liloni and we would go to each others homes to play cards, listen to music and would dance some too. We would go out to a night club once in a while and dance also. (more…)

There’s nothing worse than getting sick at university. Especially when you’re living in shared student Halls of Accommodation. Students tend to make a lot of noise, which is fine when you’re making it too. But when you’re sick and laid up in bed, its the last thing you want to hear. Loud rock music, sudden shrieks of laughter -suddenly your bedroom back home seems inviting, with your Mom fussing around and taking too much care of you. This is how I was feeling one morning a few years ago, laid up sick in my private dorm room, during the first semester of my fresher year at Thames University. (more…)