Authors Note: This series of short stories are intended to be episodic and thus can be read alone. Any feedback, criticisms or improvements are always welcome. The author also invites reader suggestions about what they would like to see Xanthe do next. It had been a long tiring day at the office and Xanthe’s mind had wandered to her plans for the weekend. S...
Margot knew she'd made a fool of herself. She'd blushed like a teenager, stuttering like an imbecile. It only took two gray eyes, set in a silent, smiling face to turn her into a helpless puppet. She, a thirty-seven-year old woman, an experienced, professional waitress had stood frozen in the mocking headlights of a flirty customer. It should have annoye...
The two had made it a day together. They turned a quick trip out to the mall into a girl's brunch that morphed into something else. They wanted the time away from things back home and the dreariness of domestic life. There was catching up to do; catching up on one another more precisely. One had moved in just down the street from the other and the two old ga...
Wanted: House Sitter Chapter 1 Authors Notes: I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work, wherever it is posted. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. Karen and Dave looked over the ad, "House/Dog Sitter wanted, must be mature, experienced and reliable house a...
Chapter 2: Devon's Dessert I awakened to the ringing of the telephone. As my vision cleared, so did my mind. I looked down to find Karen still laying on my stomach. Last night was wonderful! I had never thought that Karen and I would actually be together, but there we were, tangled up in some strange way. "K, wake up," I said, attempting to shake her should...
Jacob was awash with thoughts. He was driving home from the massage parlor and he found himself taking the long way. In fact he wasn't even headed towards his apartment at this point. This was the first time he had really felt what the "control" device could really do. For a while there he was actually starting to enjoy the carnal pleasures of his current s...
I'm not gay. I've never been sexually attracted to women. I admire beauty, sure, male or female. The human body is a work of art, and some are... stunning. And I've done okay in life. I made a mistake when I married, but I got two great kids out of the deal. Now, in my mid-forties, I guess I'll be single the rest of my life. And it's okay, really. Most of t...
Alright. This time, thanks for the negative feedback from last time. I took it all on board, and implemented a few of the fixes you requested. Some asked me to straight up change my writing style, but I didn't, so sorry! Also, sorry for the considerable lag between stories. ALSO, sorry that the sexual content comes mostly at the end. Wanted to build some cha...
There was a thud and the door sprang open with a jolt. I pulled aside the stiff scissor gate and slipped through the narrow opening. It was an old elevator in an old building that had not been renovated in decades. Usually the elevator had given me comfort with its steady old-fashioned mechanics, but today it felt like a rickety wooden rollercoaster -- unpre...
I had been quite determined to stay out of trouble, and for a nearly a month after the fight at the bar I did. Actually, I didn't even find more trouble, but I suppose it sort of found me. It wasn't supposed to lead me becoming acquainted with Cole's paddle that hung on the wall of her bar. It didn't even start in the bar. It started at the cafe 'Round the...