When I come home from work, the gin and tonic awaits me on the coffee table: two ice cubes, the lime already squeezed into the drink to flavour it. A Bach harpsichord piece (something from the Well-Tempered Clavier?) is playing quietly. Kimmy doesn't come out yet. She knows I want a few minutes alone first, to sink into the sofa, kick off my pumps, sip my dr...
"Killing me softly with her song, killing me softly..." the soft, raspy voice of Rod Stewart drifted sexily on the warm current of air as the fire crackled and popped in the upstairs living room. A rosy golden glow suffused the room, stopping short at the heavy drapes holding out the darkness. Shadows danced on walls and ceiling lending the room a certain li...
That Friday was horrid. All day long Crystal was over excited. I dealt with half a dozen meltdowns before we even got to Marcy's house. Kids are funny like that, especially the special ones, they can just sense your moods and push your buttons. It is not that they are being naughty or trying to upset you more, it is more that you being upset makes them insec...
When I look at women I am most attracted to those that MOL match my own body shape(85% of the time), but Cindy was an exception. Her slight over weightness (15 lbs) was rendered inconsequential by her sensuality and her very real determination to lose the excess. She also had a classic hourglass shape with DD breasts. Cindy first came into my consciousness...
Pledging a sorority wasn't exactly what I had expected it to be. I knew there would be some difficult moments, where I was forced to confront myself in ways I usually avoided, but I looked forward to those, thinking I would grow from that sort of challenge. What I didn't expect was the intensity of sisterly feelings that the whole process would generate, tha...
Authors Note: Thank you very much to J. Who helped with proofreading/editing this story. All your hard work is very much appreciated. Rachel pushed in the clutch and ground the gears until she found reverse on the old truck. She raged at herself for once again agreeing to do something she really didn't want to do. Her kids were both away at college and...
When I showed up at Macy's, Barbara greeted me like an old friend. She came out from behind the counter to hug me. "Oh my God you look gorgeous." I had changed into the black mini-dress at work and left my work clothes behind. I had my make-up in my bag. "Thanks," I said. She waved her hand at me when I told her she looked beautiful. "C'mon. I brought lun...
At first, when I opened that little white envelope, I thought it must be some kind of joke. A silly gag gift, given to maybe make fun of me; and for an office party it was certainly in bad taste. I mean who had ever heard of a gift card for an erotic website? Turning it over, I had seen a full set of instruction on how to use it. Simple to follow. In fact,...
Episode 1 "The Spa" She got on her knees that morning. Her chest against the bed facing the window that overlooks her perfectly manicured lawn. Her husband groaned in the bed. Not a sensual groan but the type of groan only a man makes when he is somewhere between sleep and consciousness. Sarah looked at him and couldn't help but realize that she felt nothin...
Note to readers: We met on Literotica and became friends, but we have never met or talked in real life or even exchanged last names. We decided to write a story together, alternating sections and chapters. If the story is a bit disjointed this is the explanation. We apologize and hope you'll enjoy it anyway! Pam entered the club knowing little about it. S...