I just want to give major kudos to my editor, RogueLurker. She's a great lady, and this wouldn't be readable w/o her help. If you like this story, then give her a pat on the back when next you see her. * Dusty saw Deb coming across the quad, and gave a little wave. Deborah, actually, but she hated that, insisted that people call her Deb. In her opinion De...
I woke up alone once again, but I guessed that it'd probably start being like that, an early bird and a night owl as we were, trying to accommodate the others habits. Rolling around in the bed I noticed Luke had folded up my clothes nicely from the pile I left them in, I was going to wear them anyway, what's the point? Oh well, what ever rocked his boat......
You come up behind me as I stand staring out the hotel window at the busy street 7 floors below. It is cold and wintry outside and I can feel the chill even through the triple panes of the large picture window. I shiver as my naked skin is covered with goose bumps. Your hands run slowly and softly down my spine until they reach the roundness of my ass chee...
I remember the sound of luggage rolling across concrete as he turned. The ripple he made in time frozen on my brain, the image of his sway. I stole that parting glance and tasted the air through which he had passed, brushing against me a sweet memory. He said something, or hinted at something perhaps but only to my eyes. It was understood, the secret that ca...
It was Christmas Eve, 2000, and the boys of the teen-pop group 98 Degrees were staying with Nick and Drew Lachey's parents for the holiday. Everyone (Nick, Drew, Jeff, Justin, and Nick and Drew's Parents) was sitting around the fire in the den, caroling and drinking hot cider. They stayed up until about 10pm, then they decided to retire for the evening. Drew...
Hey all: This is a multi-part story. This first part is character development and build up. I promise there will be hot sex in the next chapter! Please--give me your feedback. It helps me be a better write. Thanks! Tom sat at his mahogany desk at 4pm on Friday afternoon and gazed out the 37th floor window onto the city below. His last client of the day had...
Adam swivelled his chair and watched the sun dip down from the brilliant orange sky. The week had been pressure filled and the last touches had been completed on Monday morning's presentation. Normally, he asked his wife to review his presentations, but she was out of town on business and wouldn't be home until next Wednesday. MMA was on Pay-Per-View and th...
Emilio wanted to ignore the knock on his front door. Considering how it took him all day to try and forget the rejection, he just wanted to be alone for the rest of the evening. Three more knocks on the door and a voice from the other side murmured, "Emilio? It's me, Leslie. I want to talk." Emilio, a nineteen-year-old Argentinian man, stayed seated on his...
I woke up that day like any other day. Stretching whole-heartedly with a big yawn, I tossed my wrinkled covers over me once more and lingered in bed for another forty-five minutes. Once I got bored of scrolling through my newsfeed and responding to the occasional message, I decided to drag myself out of bed, brush my teeth, shower, and change. And I did thes...
Some opportunities just present themselves. For example, my sister Brenda's friend's boyfriend's brother, Chad, showed up for my carefully planned beach trip, invited by the boyfriend who did not think that I'd need to know. The car we planned to take wouldn't hold all of us and our stuff so instead of being a bitch (which was plan A) and telling him to take...