I sat my desk, eyes glued to the computer screen. I was working late as usual in my law office downtown. I was proof reading a presentation, which I was working on, for a case the next week, trying to make sure that I had everything absolutely perfect. As I read the pages, I absently brushed my blonde hair out of my eyes. Many of the office partners wondered...
It was 12:30 Monday morning when I got an urge to fly to Texas. I wanted to finally meet the womyn who had held my lust for so long. The womyn I dreamt of on a daily basis. Sunny was this Texan beauty, tall with flaming red hair that accented her sensuous nature. I had met her online. She wasn't like any other womyn I had met online. She was challenging, wi...
I squirmed playfully as the silk scarves are wrapped tightly around each of my ankles in turn. Looking down my body at James I can feel myself getting wetter, I am completely naked, and am watching him secure the scarves to the bed posts from between my breasts. My nipples already semi erect and I can see he is as turned on as I am by our little game, his co...
The soft patter of rain woke me. Or maybe it was Shade's body laying so close, leg thrown across mine, her arm holding me. I frowned at the former and smiled at the latter. Still asleep, her rhythmic breaths warmed my neck. I wondered what our future was then laughed to myself at how astounding the thought was – given all that came before. I felt the slender...
My Cheerleader * Author's Note I've been feeling the need for a short and sweet middle-aged romance for a while. Nothing overly complicated. No 'girl meets girl, girl almost loses girl, no wait, girl is back' kind of a story. Just short and sweet. And it helps to start with a couple of characters who already have the sweetness thing down—Dani and Ava....
"This is where the spankings go" I'm damn near drooling on my toast as I look at the picture and read the words. I'm on the road right now, in my hotel room, eating breakfast. On my phone is an email I just got from Holly. Whenever she can't accompany me on the road, we send each other naughty pictures once or twice a day. This morning's photo is a pic of H...
What are we willing to do when we can be someone else? Who are we able to be when no one knows who you are? Being in a strange place with no attachments can be very freeing. A limited time to be someone else, to explore the person you never were and always wanted to be. The only problem is, what if you fall in love while you're there? ***** A pile of cloth...
Why wasn’t I born rich? I mean, I really could get used to the good life. There I was, sitting on the beach in Nice, Mediterranean sun beating down, sipping an Orangina. Don’t get me wrong, I like my job but I live for vacations. What the hell, I worked hard for this trip. Three years of Law School and two years busting my ass as an associate for a Big Bost...
This story has very little sex in it. If you're looking for stroke bait, you won't like it. It is based on the actual first lesbian experience of someone I know. The scene is as close to how she told it to me as possible. The rest of the story is purely fictional, but some of my inventions hit close to the mark. And, yes, it is written from the perspective o...
Julie Parks tired pulling on her arms but found herself too tightly bound to move them more than a couple of inches. She couldn't help but think just a several hours ago her world had been totally different but here she was nude, kneeling on a couch, her ass sticking up in the air, her arms pulled tightly out to the sides, with her chin resting just over the...