I'm married to a relatively successful business executive who seems tireless in climbing the corporate ladder. As I approach the edge of my prime at 41, I am no longer the same head-turner as I used to be. One relief, however, is that I am not bad looking either even at this age. There is a 120-pound weight embedded in my 5'7" frame. My hair is shoulder-leng...
Again, like with all my stories featuring my girlfriend Angelina and I everything is fact and nothing except names are changed. The previous story (Angelina: Night Out With The Girls) took place in August 2007. You don't need to have read it to enjoy this story, but you might want to read it after if you do enjoy this. This story is a flashback to a previou...
Ricky's mobile phone vibrated urgently in his trouser pocket and he pulled it out quickly. 'It's time, Ricky,' came Stephanie's voice. He hung up and, taking a deep breath, opened the doors to the street slowly, one, then the other. The line of girls snaking along the boulevard seemed startled to see him. After six hours of waiting, gossiping and pouting, th...
Angelina sat on the cool marble bench inhaling the perfumed garden air. The breeze was light, yet thick with the scent of blossoming pear trees, as it gently stirred her dark tresses in a caress of her exquisite face. The spacious garden was dimly lit by a half moon, and Angelina's eyes shone as dark as the night sky. Her eyes betrayed her abstracted state....
Several years ago when I was twenty five while at work, a chance encounter with a stranger flipped my world as I had known it up to that time. I was working at a fitness center near a major international airport as a receptionist/scheduler. It was open 24/7. About fifty percent of the membership was composed of airline employees from the lowest pay scale to...
I never thought it would happen like this. Not when I first saw her step through the door on that rainy autumn day 5 years ago. Not when I looked on in agonizing silence as John proposed to her. Not when she left him, and took the first flight out to Chicago. Not even when, against all odds, she miraculously appeared on my doorstep, laughing as alway...
The phone jangled me out of a particularly erotic dream at 6:30 AM. I was pretty disoriented, trying to make the leap from Salma Hayek's hot tub back to my dumpy bedroom. But even in that state I knew it had to be one of two things: a family emergency or Dickie, the scheduling supervisor at work. Fortunately it was Dickie. "What do you want, Dick? It's my d...
The black BMW slid out of the night and into the enveloping neon light of the underground car park. It didn't take long for the driver to find a suitable spot to deposit the vehicle and as the purr of the powerful engine died, a door opened and the owner stepped out. Long brown hair fell over the slim shoulders of the attractive woman now standing in the car...
They kissed. It was unexpected, not planned. Not known by the two it was going to happen it just was. They stared into each others eyes. The world had slowed its revolution around the sun. The seas had calmed. And the invisible wind let out a cool breath of renewal for them. After the first kiss it seemed the two would only blush and forget what had happened...
A confused young girl falls under the spell of an artist and her assistant. This story takes its inspiration from my work 'Sketchbook' in which a shy and inexperienced young boy becomes infatuated with an older artist. I have tweaked the idea a little and the young boy has become a young woman who is trying to come to terms with feeling different and detach...