"C'mon, Mandy," Jack said as he tried to convince his wife. "I don't know, Jack. I don't know that I'm comfortable with it," Mandy replied. "Did you see the way she looked at you last week? She'd do it in a heart beat." Jack said calmly. "I don't know. What do I get out of it?" Mandy asked. Jack laughed. "I know you well enough to know that you've wanted...
The fog let up around 1pm, and the Castro was buzzing with local gay boys and tourists. A slim, androgynous delivery worker was wending her way through the crowd on the sidewalk, pushing a dolly piled with sacks of flour and boxes of canned goods. She zigzagged her way toward a pizza-by-the-slice place. Men and women alike moved out of her way, some gawking...
It was a long day and night. Classes til noon, then lunch and an afternoon and evening of Parent conferences. My first year teaching, but I came to the profession later, after a life in sales, and just knowing I needed to give something back. I have a full schedule of History and Economics to a thoroughly unappreciative gaggle of freshman students in a publi...
Sally guided me gently up the stairs and opened the door of her flat, flicking on the light and kicking off her shoes simultaneously. "Don't worry - my other bed's always made up - I really am sorry to make you miss your bus." We had met at work only the previous Monday and I had been asked to show her the ropes. She was bright, friendly and very attractiv...
I stared at my reflection in the mirror and thought to myself "how did my life come to this?" I am successful business owner, a mother of two great children, and my husband is a good man even when he is not being a total asshole. So why am I thinking of crossing the line with someone else? Why is it after all this time I am doubting my sexuality? I am 43 yea...
Author's note: Recently, a friend of mine told me she was going on a date with her ex's ex. That sounded like the title of a Literotica story, so I decided to write it. This story is set in Austin, Texas where I have lived in or near since I was nine years old. A familiarity with the city is helpful, but not necessary to appreciate some of the cultural and...
This short story was inspired by the real life Lili Cong... MADAME CONG "Is this your final decision?" The tall, elderly foreman of the jury wiped some sweat from his forehead as he glanced around the courtroom. This was his one moment of fame. "Yes, Your Honor," he replied, pushing his chest out. "The case of Mrs. Sara James is upheld against Madame Li...
Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION, I don't know anyone at Penn State, I've never set foot there, I chose this place only for the pun. Any resemblance to actual names is entirely coincidental. Also, I do not condone revenge-porn and the invasion of people's privacy. ***** It wasn't even 7pm and they were veeeeery drunk. Vanessa especially because...
[Specifically Dedicated to "My Gus." She can share my cake anytime.] "Why don't you let anyone call you by your full name, Justine?" "Jay." I growled my retort at everyone who had ever called me that, including Gus. "Exactly," Gus responded through her half chewed apple while turning the roundabout way too quickly for my taste. "Justine is a pretty name....
Huyen Nguyen glanced around the lift as it ascended to the 16th floor of the 20 story, grey concrete Govt. housing commission building in Napier Street Fitzroy Melbourne. Her mouth curled with disdain. It hadn't changed since she lived in another similar building on the 6 building site 25 years ago. Her eyes took in an empty wine flagon, used condoms, vomi...